Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan)

Chapter 2103

She left with enough money from him to live comfortably for the rest of her life, so why bother working so hard? This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"Absolutely!"

Sylvia nodded, "After I got to J City, I decided to stay. I didn't want to just idle away my days. I felt like I should do something meaningful, so I started a PR firm. To be honest, my initial idea was to use the wide range of information a PR firm has to possibly help you out. I didn't expect it to actually do well."

Gabriel nodded in acknowledgment.

The waiter came by with their meals, and the two paused their conversation to enjoy the food in silence.

Midway through the meal, Sylvia looked up and asked, "You came to J City because of Estelle's situation, right?"

"Yes!" Gabriel confirmed with a nod, "I'm temporarily staying at Old Mr. Quintin's place."

Understanding, Sylvia smiled and said, "I saw online that the tide has turned in favor of Estelle. The Crawley and Macclain families are finished. There shouldn't be any more twists."

"There shouldn't be any issues left!" Gabriel said calmly, "In a couple of days, my grandfather and I will head back to C City."

Sylvia pursed her lips slightly, "And when will you return to Tripe?"

"After the New Year, I suppose."

"That's nice, you'll get to spend the holidays with your family."

"Mhm."

After they finished eating, Sylvia produced two tickets to the opera, grinning, "Ms. Sampson got these for us, but I thought you might not have the patience for an opera."

She paused, giving him a serious look, and asked, "Would you like to come over to my place instead?"

Gabriel, curious about her current life, nodded, "Sure!"

"Let's go then!"

Sylvia had driven herself, but since she had a bit to drink, she asked the waiter to call a car service to take them back to her place.

They sat in the back of the car, keeping a polite distance. Sylvia turned her head to look outside, pretending to relax, and chuckled, "This snow is quite a sight, a good omen even!"

"Don't you hate cold?" Gabriel inquired.

"Yes!" Sylvia turned back with a smile, "That's why I chose to settle down in a southern city. I didn't expect J City to get snow too, but maybe I've gotten used to it. It doesn't bother me as much now."

"People adapt," Gabriel noted.

Sylvia's eyes dropped slightly as she turned back to watch the snow.

Her black trench coat was layered under a brick-red overcoat, and a matching woolen scarf framed her delicate, fair face. Her profile, as if captured by a photographer, was stunning.

Gabriel averted his gaze back to his own window.

The ride was silent, and after half an hour, they arrived at Sylvia's apartment building.

She lived on the top floor, and as she opened the door, a wave of warmth greeted them.

Sylvia turned back to Gabriel with a soft smile, "I guess I am still afraid of the cold, so the heating is cranked up high. Take off your coat, and I'll pour you some water."

She bent down to find a pair of men's slippers for him in the shoe cabinet, chuckling, "They're new!"

"For your boyfriend?" Gabriel asked.

"I don't have a boyfriend right now," Sylvia shrugged, heading to the kitchen with a smile.

As Gabriel entered, he glanced at the shoe cabinet out of habit before he changed into the slippers and walked into the living room.

Although it was a single's apartment, it was spacious and impeccably tidy, without any superfluous items except for a pink unicorn plush on the sofa. It was almost hard to tell a woman lived there.

The kitchen was open-concept, and from his seat on the sofa, he could see Sylvia's back as she made coffee.

Her thin trench coat outlined a slender waist, her back straight, her neck graceful.