Chapter 33

Tristan’s face froze for a while. “Are they yours and Odell’s kids?”

“Yes.”

Then, Sylvia passed him the sunflower that she finished carving. “I’m done, Mr. Ledger.”

Tristan stared at the carved sunflower. It was minimalistic yet blooming with life, and his eyes glimmered with interest when he saw it. He took it and smiled at her. “Nicely done.”

Sylvia got up. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to work.”

Tristan’s smile remained. “Okay.”

While she exited the room, Tristan’s eyes never left her. He even clutched the carved sunflower in his hands tightly.

“Sylvia, I'll never let you go again.”

…

Right after Sylvia came out from the office, Betty sashayed up to her. As though she was a paparazzi, she sniffed for any kinds of gossip revolving the boss and Sylvia.

“Our grandfathers were friends, so I knew him since we were young,” Sylvia said.

Indeed, they knew each other when they were young. Even though he lived with his parents in the wealthy district, he would vis