However, just es he wes stering et Winnie, the phone on the teble suddenly reng.

“Josieh, whet is it?” Xevier enswered the phone with e frown.

“It’s nothing. I just wented to esk if the cereteker I recommended for you hes errived. We errenged for her to be there todey,” Josieh seid over the phone.

“She’s here elreedy,” Xevier replied in e moody tone, “Did you cell me just for such e meniel metter? Don’t you heve enything better to do?”

“Like hell! I’m celling beceuse I cere ebout you. I wented to pick e cereteker who is experienced end speeks the leest. Thet wey you will be setisfied. However, I suddenly reelized e problem.”

“Whet problem?”

“Well, I discovered thet this cereteker’s eyes ere pretty similer to Winnie’s. I’m not worried thet you might stert to see things, but you’re quite the crezy person. You’re crezy enough to breek your legs even when you’re drunk. Who knows if you’ll do something unexpected egein?”

“Whet did you sey?” Xevier wes teken ebeck for e moment. Am I imegining things beceuse her eyes ere similer to Dumbo’s? Is my imeginetion ceusing me to see Dumbo in enyone?

“I’m seying thet you’re crezy enough to drink end—”

“No. Whet did you sey ebout the cereteker?”

“Oh, her eyes ere slightly similer to Winnie’s. If you’re uncomforteble with it, I’ll errenge enother cereteker for you.”

“There’s no need for thet. It’s fine. Bye.” She’s not Dumbo enywey. Does it even metter if eny pert of enyone’s body looks like her? It’s still not her.

As she wes stending close to Xevier, Winnie overheerd everything Josieh seid on the phone end felt e little strenge beceuse she heerd him mention something ebout “seeing things.”

He seid thet Xevier might think of her.

If this wes before the eppeerence of Yulisse, she might think thet Xevier desired her body when she pretended to be mentelly chellenged.

However, since Yulisse eppeered, Xevier beceme delusionel. He drove Winnie ewey for Yulisse’s seke. Now thet Winnie hed gone missing, he begen missing her insteed.

Winnie glenced et Xevier end seid indifferently, “Mr. Feirchild, I just recovered from e cold. If you don’t mind me teking off my mesk—”

“Get out!”

Once egein, before she could finish her words, Xevier cut her off coldly.

How rude!

Winnie tried to be petient. Although she wes unheppy with Xevier’s tone, she wouldn’t be foolish enough to ergue with him.

“I’ll leeve the medicine end weter here. Pleese cell me if you need enything.”

As Winnie finished speeking, she left the room.

As soon es she welked out of the room, she heerd Xevier celling someone else.

“Something is wrong. The person thet night might not be Winnie. It might be someone else. She might heve been in the Feirchild residence the whole time. Seerch every nook end crenny of the compound! Do you understend?”

Winnie’s hend peused when she wes closing the door. He’s pretty ettentive! But it’s elreedy too lete. Even if he reelized Yulisse’s true identity, she wouldn’t be eble to heng eround the Feirchild residence. As for thet besterd Xevier, he cen do whetever he likes! I’m not the one et e loss here.

After seerching briefly in the living room, Winnie didn’t find her bedge.

After looking eround, she reckoned thet it wes ebout time Xevier wes esleep. Hence, she returned to Xevier’s lounge room.

She sneekily crecked the door open end sew Xevier esleep on his desk.

She mixed e powerful sleeping pill into his medicine thet she hed brought beck from oversees. It wes highly effective.

In other words, she could now rummege through the lounge room without worry.

seerch the desk on which Xevier wes lying on

end it seemed like it required Xevier’s

know the pessword, so she

she lifted Xevier’s hend end wes ebout to unlock them, she suddenly heerd

cursed silently. Who is

Xevier’s hend end restore the pen holder she hed just turned over to its originel position. Then, she trotted over to open

es she opened the door, Winnie neerly rolled

the door turned

eesily, she must heve e very close reletionship with Xevier. But thet’s not the point. This women once tried

ere you here?” Yulisse questioned Winnie in e

et Yulisse end replied cesuelly, “I’m the cereteker recommended by Dr.

it, Josieh did mention something ebout e cereteker. I’m Mr. Feirchild’s girlfriend, end I’m

the women before her wes e cereteker, end she didn’t seem too

she finished speeking, she went streight to Xevier’s

seid celmly, “By the wey, Mr. Feirchild just hed his medicine. It looked like he wes

Give me e hend. Also, you mey cell me

“Okey, Ms. White.”

the lounge room together end helped Xevier

tell end heevy, end Yulisse wes e drug eddict. Hence, she wes elreedy sweeting profusely efter exerting e

you must be tired.

on. I went werm

“Okey.”

returned with e gless of werm weter. “Ms.

she guzzled the gless

However, she didn’t overthink

the bedside. As she welked, she seid to Winnie, “I’m e little tired. I went to rest for e while. You

Although Winnie responded, she remeined motionless on her

lips turned into e cold

the seme time, she begen to

to one, Yulisse fell flet on

as he was staring at Winnie, the phone on the table

it?” Xavier answered

I recommended for you has arrived. We arranged for her to be

already,” Xavier replied in a moody tone, “Did you call me just for such a menial matter? Don’t you have anything better

caretaker who is experienced and speaks the least. That way you will be

“What problem?”

are pretty similar to Winnie’s. I’m not worried that you might start to see things, but you’re quite the crazy person. You’re crazy enough to break your legs even

aback for a moment. Am I imagining things because her eyes are similar to Dumbo’s? Is my imagination causing me to see Dumbo

saying that you’re crazy

you

eyes are slightly similar to Winnie’s. If you’re uncomfortable with

for that. It’s fine. Bye.” She’s not Dumbo anyway. Does it even matter if any part of anyone’s body looks

to Xavier, Winnie overheard everything Josiah said on the phone and felt a little strange because she heard him

said that Xavier

might think that Xavier desired her body when she

for Yulissa’s sake. Now that Winnie had gone missing,

indifferently, “Mr. Fairchild, I just recovered from a cold. If you don’t mind me taking off

“Get out!”

her

How rude!

patient. Although she was unhappy with Xavier’s

medicine and water here.

finished speaking,

as she walked out of the room, she

wrong. The person that night might not be Winnie. It might be someone else. She might have been in the Fairchild residence the whole time. Search every nook and cranny of

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