When There Is Nothing Left But Love

All the employers held their breath as the host reached his hand into the lucky draw box.

Everyone was excited, except Vivian and Paris.

The former was unperturbed as she didn’t believe she would be the winner; the latter was simply unconcerned about the prize.

The host drew a number tag from the box and announced the employer ID, “1220.”

The sound of people sighing ensued.

Seeing that no one came forward, the host asked, “Who has the employer ID 1220?”

Hearing that, Vivian curled her lips into a smile. Lucky me.

She made her way onto the stage under the crowd’s envious stare.

Although she didn’t believe that the company was capable of granting her wish, she placated a pleasant smile nevertheless.

The way she behaved on the stage in front of her colleagues and superiors represented her attitude toward the company.

“Please be quiet, everyone.” The host raised his hand to get the hall to quiet down. “Now, it’s time for Vivian, our lucky winner, to make a wish.”

the crowds

stood out that night by making a grand appearance in that beautiful

the crowd went wild, the host once

lot of activities to come. If the

was just worrying over

signal and said, “Come, make

the lit-up candles, she murmured a few words under her breath with her eyes

she

whether the wish would come true, Vivian would always be

was the

silence as Lesley walked onto the stage. They knew the senior editor was not someone they should

good thing to have a senior

an overbearing aura, Lesley grabbed the serrated knife

crowd dared not to cheer. Lesley cast her eyes impassively over the whole lot before she

person, nor was she belittling the employees. It was

though they dared only call

atmosphere turned upbeat when the host said cheerfully, “Now, it’s time for us to

the employees, including the host himself, got excited when they could

gathered around and engaged themselves in