Alyssa got to the cocktail party early, planning to be inconspicuous. She had gathered her hair up into a bun and was wearing delicate makeup, with thin eyebrows and rosy lips, possessing a unique presence.

She took a glass of wine and found a corner. She just stood there watching her colleagues busy bustling about to get everything ready for the party.

Every year at this time, Callum was super busy, preparing the venue, fixing the procedures of the party, determining the activities. He was basically responsible for every detail.

He felt that he needed a raise.

Seeing him so busy, Alyssa was amused. For some reason, her boss had reassigned her work to Callum. While everyone else was busy, she was idle. If Aaron hadn't been so harsh on her, she would have thought that he had a thing for her.

Feeling bad that she was doing nothing, Alyssa walked over to Callum and asked, "Callum, is there anything that I can do?"

Callum turned to look at her. Today, she was very different than usual. Actually, she was so stunning that he was in a daze for a while. He used to think she was a tomboy.

"Be patient. I’ll tell you when you are needed,"

he said with a sinister smile. There was obvious complaint in his voice. Alyssa had a bad feeling, worried that he would set her up.

There was a commotion at the entrance of the venue. Alyssa thought that her boss had arrived. And she was right. It was Aaron.

He and Cyril walked in together. They were both wearing a black handmade suit.

The two men were so handsome she couldn't take her eyes off them. But meanwhile she couldn't help thinking, They are both handsome, capable and powerful. They look like a perfect couple.

She put her hand over her chest sadly and thought, I hope you are happy together.

Just then, Callum walked over to her and said with a smirk, "Alyssa, there is work for you."

Alyssa looked at her in surprise, "What work?"

Callum put on a fake friendly face. "Our company initially asked the famous singer Gillian Bai to sing the opening song as a prelude to the party, but she is now stuck in a traffic jam. She won't be here until in another hour. You substitute for her."

Aaron had been oppressing him for a long time. He felt better when he told Alyssa his decision. There was even a smile on his usually aloof face.

"Wait!

C-Callum, if you have a problem with me, I hope we can work it out. But don’t put me on the stage. I’m not good at singing. Besides, I don’t even have the time to practice. What if I sing off-key? That will be so embarrassing," Alyssa said anxiously.

She even stuttered a little. I care about the image of our company. Callum, you conniving little man,

you just want me to make a fool of myself.

I don't want to go there. Boo...hoo...she thought.

"Come on! Go!"

Callum urged through gritted teeth. He wasn't going to let her off. Left with no other choice, Alyssa moved towards the stage unwillingly, as if she were going to the execution ground.

"Um..." she uttered nervously. The MIC was so loud it startled her.

Instantly, all eyes were on her. Alyssa smiled sweetly and turned to Callum.

Callum, you wait. I’ll get back at you, she thought.

Holding a glass of wine, Maurice Han asked Aaron, "It's your company's cocktail party. Why did you ask me to come?"

Aaron took a sip of wine and replied, "I was worried that you would get bored."

"How did you know that I would get bored?"

Maurice was Aaron's friend. He came to Aaron's office a lot. Over time, the employees all knew that their boss had a friend who was very good-looking.

Some women even suspected that he was Aaron’s boyfriend and they had been dating for a long time.

"Ahem, well, Callum asked me to sing a song, but I’m not really good at singing. Please forgive me for it. So, here it goes."

Alyssa raised her eyebrows towards Callum as she said those. She would hold a grudge against him from then on.

But no matter what the reason she was there on the stage, if she sang really badly it would still be her who looked bad, so she sang as best she could.