Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Joy had a sharp eye and immediately recognized it was Xenia.

"That girl is a knock-off, not even worth one of your fingers. Even if Curtis were blind, he'd still not fall for her."

Surprisingly, her words revealed a bit of trust in Curtis.

Leanne chuckled and asked, "If you know he's not interested, why drag me here?"

"Seriously? Aren't you worried at all, huh?" Frustrated, Joy responded, "Can't you see she's after Curtis? And here you are, clueless as ever."

When they reached the door to the private room, Leanne looked up at the number 266 and was about to knock.

"Are you nuts?" Joy hissed quietly, pressing her ear against the door. "Let me listen first."

She plastered herself against the door, furrowing her brows, her expression intense.

Leanne stood quietly beside her, not wanting to disturb her.

and despite Joy's efforts, she couldn't hear a thing. She was about to ask Leanne to give it a shot when a voice emerged

"I heard

Leanne turned around.

and hadn't noticed when Curtis had appeared behind them, tall

with his hands in his pockets, his eyelashes half-lowered,

rubbed her nose and tugged

herself off the door, cleared

like a parent worried about their child led astray. "Keep your distance from her. Dumb is catching." Unfortunately, the child was rebellious. Leanne glared

think I don't know you sneaked Xenia in with your assistant.

Leanne had suddenly shown up

any wrongdoing, Curtis raised

hand, adding, "Let's go

alone inside

pinnacle of power and devastatingly

like Curtis would take much