Chapter 307

“Happy New Year, President Xyla,” Georgie Clementine said.

“Happy New Year, Georgie,” Xyla Quest replied.

“Apart from wishing you a Happy New Year, I also have good news for you. Do you remember Morty Wayne, the mixed-blood youth we spotted playing piano at the restaurant the other day?” Georgie asked.

“Yeah, I remember him. Have you signed him on?” Xyla asked with a smile.

“Yeah, I went to his house early this morning to get him signed,” Georgie said.

“Early this morning?” Although Xyla knew Georgie was a workaholic, she was not expecting her to go out and sign someone to their company this early in the morning.

“It’s… It’s because I received news that other companies are now contacting him too. He has so much potential. I can’t let someone else claim him before we do. This year, it just so happens that my family is also here in Atlantis for the New Year celebrations. Since his family is also in Atlantis, I decided to head over directly. President Xyla, this isn’t why I’m here today. More importantly, I need to talk to you about our company’s trainee, Ernie West, whom we have originally selected to participate in ‘Teenage Idol’. Last night, he was caught using drugs. Hence, I’ve decided to terminate his contract and replace him with someone else. A person like him should not stay in our company,” Georgie added.

Ernie West was a very talented trainee. Xyla and Georgie had high hopes for him.

To their surprise, he had gotten into drugs and ruined his future. Xyla felt upset but sorry for him at the same time.

Xyla immediately frowned coldly. “Go ahead and terminate the contract,” she said.

“Yeah… I have a bold idea. I’m not sure if you would agree to it,” Georgie said.

“Tell me…” Xyla continued to listen intently.

“I plan to replace Ernie with Morty Wayne. I’ve seen videos of him singing and dancing on his social media account. His professionalism level is comparable to the trainees who have trained in our company for a long time. Didn’t you think he was great too? Why don’t we give him this opportunity?” Georgie asked.

“You can decide,” Xyla said.

Since Georgie claimed that Morty was suitable for the talent show, that meant he was. Xyla believed in Georgie’s opinion completely.

After they hung up, Xyla lay down lazily.

The warm light coming in through the french window shone on her face, making her feel even lazier.

Xyla stretched a little before she reached for a pillow, hugged it, and slowly closed her eyes.

***

In two hours, Stanley Batton had prepared a full table of food.

There were meat and vegetables of balanced nutrition, and the dishes’ presentation was exquisite.

After everything was prepared, Stanley removed his black apron and returned to the living room.

At this moment, Xyla was curled up and asleep on the couch. Her face was turned toward the coffee table.

With a warm light against her face, Xyla seemed unusually gentle.

Stanley sat slowly next to where Xyla’s head was. He lifted a hand to brush against her hair. His touch was so soft that it felt like he was stroking a cat.

Although they were opposites in terms of their personality, nothing seemed out of place when they were together.

“Beep, beep, beep—”

Right then, Xyla’s phone, which she had placed by her head, began to ring and vibrate. She immediately opened her eyes wide.

Meanwhile, Stanley quickly drew his hand away.

Gently, Xyla covered her mouth and yawned before sitting up and picking up the phone.

An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

Xyla answered the call instantly.

“Is this Xyla?” A familiar voice softly filled her ears, bringing to her mind flashbacks of memories in the past.

Countless memories flooded her mind like a tsunami rushing over the land.