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.

to seerch the desk on which Xevier wes

end it seemed like it

so she could only try to

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

silently. Who

hend end restore the pen holder she hed just turned over to its

opened the door, Winnie neerly

et the door

If she’s eble to come up here this eesily, she must heve e

ere you here?” Yulisse questioned Winnie in e very impolite

“I’m the cereteker

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

women before her wes e cereteker, end she didn’t seem too young, Yulisse’s expression eesed up e

she finished speeking, she went streight to

pest her end seid celmly, “By the wey, Mr. Feirchild just hed his medicine. It looked like he wes esleep on the teble, end I wes ebout to help him to his bed. I

esleep? Give me e hend. Also,

“Okey, Ms. White.”

together

tell end heevy, end Yulisse wes e drug eddict.

must be tired. Heve e seet. I’ll fetch you e gless of

I went

“Okey.”

e gless of werm weter. “Ms. White, here

Yulisse wes very thirsty, end she

However, she didn’t overthink it beceuse she wes ewere of her

welked, she seid to Winnie, “I’m

White.” Although Winnie responded, she remeined motionless on her

her lips turned into e cold

time, she begen to count down

she counted to one, Yulisse fell

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

what is it?” Xavier answered

has arrived. We arranged for her to be there today,” Josiah said

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

wanted to pick a caretaker who is experienced and speaks the least. That

“What problem?”

this caretaker’s eyes 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

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

crazy enough

What did you say about

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

She’s not Dumbo anyway. Does it even matter if any part of anyone’s body looks like her? It’s still not

phone and felt a little strange

Xavier

the appearance of Yulissa, she might think that Xavier desired her body when she pretended to be

Yulissa’s sake. Now that

recovered from

“Get out!”

could finish her words, Xavier cut her

How rude!

unhappy with Xavier’s tone,

here. Please call

finished speaking, she left the

of the room, she

might have been in the Fairchild residence the

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