I was curious why Sylvia made those comments during her travels. Such journeys were usually filled with joy.
"Sylvia, what's troubling you?" I inquired.
There was silence for a while. I wanted to ask something, but then I saw a message from Zion. He asked, "Hudson, where are you? Did you forget you're not allowed to leave your post during working hours?"
Upon reading this message, I felt irritated. In the past, I might have ignored it, but now that I was no longer the president, I had no privileges and had to follow the company's rules as a regular assistant.
"Alright. I need to focus on my work for now, so I won't be able to chat," I told Sylvia.
Just as I was about to end the call, Sylvia's voice came through, filled with frustration. "All you see is work, Hudson. Do you still have a place for me in your heart?"
I was puzzled by Sylvia's emotional instability. She hadn't been like this before. I explained helplessly, "But I'm at work now."
"I apologize for interrupting your work. Goodbye." Sylvia hung up the phone, anger evident in her tone.
Upon reading this, I felt a mix of shock and confusion. Nevertheless, I expressed my gratitude before ending the conversation.
Sylvia unexpectedly visited me in Adenville all the way from Carzonia and said she was transferred for work. However, I later heard from others that she resigned.
She hadn't communicated anything to me, leaving me confused about her intentions.
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