Chapter 387: Poaching
Cyril seemed to be getting guidance from some wise person lately. Every time he appeared in front of Silvia, he brought something different.
For example, he'd bring out things Silvia loved from her childhood and sincerely invite her to dinner. Or he'd show up at her company with a bouquet of roses, always doing something new almost every month.
The weather was getting colder, and he didn't feel like going out much. When he woke up this morning and saw the white snow outside, he knew it had snowed last night. He felt a bit regretful for missing the first snow of the year, but it wasn't a big deal. He received photos from Miles, who was working late at the office last night. He saw the snow and immediately sent him two photos. Cyril knew he had been resting early these days, so Miles sent him the pictures.
Looking at the photos, Silvia's lips curled slightly. Although Cyril's recent actions had puzzled her, his relationship with Miles seemed quite good.
"Tonight is Thanksgiving, and
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