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.”

moment, the crowds cheered

had indeed stood out that night by making a grand appearance

the host once again called out,

to come. If the guests got too excited right now, they might be too

was just

gave Vivian a signal and said, “Come, make your

nodded. Standing before the lit-up candles, she murmured a few words under her breath with her eyes closed and her hands

that, she left the

come true, Vivian would always

it was

the stage. They knew the senior editor was not someone

have a senior editor who had a deterrent effect on the

overbearing aura, Lesley grabbed the serrated knife

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

was not a supercilious person, nor was she belittling the employees. It was just that she had

they dared only call

host said cheerfully, “Now, it’s time for

of the employees, including the host himself, got excited when they could finally have

gathered around and engaged themselves in party