Chapter 560:


    “Sylvia, did you cook today? It smells so good,” she asked, clearly impressed.


    It smelled way better than anythinging out of the cafeteria.


    Hearing this, Ste smiled, picked up a chicken wing from her box, and passed it to Sandra. “Give it a try—I made it myself.”


    Sandra lit up and held her tray like it was a prize. “You’re the best, Sylvia! This is amazing—you could totally be a chef.”


    Sandra nodded as if she had cracked the code. “So you’re into the mix—young and sweet, but also calm and dependable. The kind of soft-hearted male lead you see in romance stories, right?”


    Ste furrowed her brows,pletely lost. What was Sandra even saying? Noticing her confused face, Sandraughed. “Those are the kinds of guys in the novels I read. Looks like you’re into more than just one type, Sylvia—at least two, I’d say.”


    Ste gave a faint smile, then said, “Alright, enough of that—let’s focus on work now.”


    Later that day, Ste was in the middle of herb work when Sandra, done with her part, asked, “Sylvia, this needs approval from either Mr. Hoffman or William. Should I take it, or do you want to go?”


    Usually, Ste handled this since most people didn’t want to deal with William’s temper. But today, knowing something was off between them, Sandra offered to help.


    Ste nced up from her setup and held out her hand. “I’ll take care of it. Just give me ten minutes.”


    She had been meaning to speak with Paul about a few things too.


    Sandra gently handed her the file. “Alright, I’ll stay upied. Let me know if you need help.”


    Once she was gone, Ste wrapped up her experiment and made her way upstairs.


    As she reached theb door, William stepped out, and they almost ran into each other.


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    The sudden encounter caught her off guard, and she quickly looked down, trying to brush past him and head to Paul’s office.


    However, before she could knock, William’s calm voice came from behind. “Mr. Hoffman isn’t here today. He’s at a meeting and won’t be back until tomorrow morning.”


    Ste held the folder tightly and said softly, “Alright. I’lle back tomorrow, then.”


    William raised an eyebrow. At first, he hadn’t thought much of it, but now it was obvious that she was avoiding him on purpose.


    The thought made his face tighten. He opened Paul’s door, walked in, then turned and said coldly, “Come in.”


    Ste hesitated. She wanted to say no, but she reminded herself—this was work. She couldn’t let personal feelings get in the way. That wasn’t who she wanted to be.


    She took a quiet breath and walked into the office, document in hand. William sat on the sofa, reading through the pages. Then he pointed at a number and said, “There’s a mistake here.”


    Ste stared at him, surprised. A mistake? Their team rarely made errors. How could one slip through now?


    He set the paper on the table, leaned in for a moment, then pulled back like nothing had happened.


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