That’s Xavier’s voice. Winnie easily recognized it in a heartbeat.

Still, she was rather surprised, for as far as she knew, Xavier had always been an egoistic and conceited individual.

Back at Aqua Moana, both of them had already cleared things up with each other. Xavier had even warned her not to appear in his sight ever again.

Because of that, she presumed that it had come to a parting of ways between them, so she had never thought of counting Xavier in when she sent the Fairchild family an invitation.

Not even in a million years would she expect Xavier to show up uninvited.

Nevertheless, Winnie wasn’t delusional. In a flash, she connected the dots and reached a conclusion herself.

This has to be Grandpa Rufus’ arrangement. He must still be finding ways to matchmake Xavier and me.

At the thought of that, she secretly let out a chuckle.

She figured that as one aged, the person would eventually grow to enjoy playing matchmaker. Jacinta, for one, also acted in a similar fashion.

Her grandmother had been nagging at her for several days already, urging her to invite Christopher over for a meal.

However, Winnie was too busy to free up any of her precious time to plan such an agenda.

She took a step back and allowed Xavier to pull open the car door.

As soon as the car door was open, Rufus stepped out of the car with the support of both Winnie and Xavier.

“Splendid!” Rufus seemed impressed as he cast a gaze at Winnie, who was clad in an immaculate, stunning evening gown.

“You’re a very gracious improviser, Winnie. I heard you’ve done an awesome job at restructuring Garland Group. You’re really an outstanding young lady. I’m rooting for you!”

“Thank you for the compliment, Grandpa Rufus. It means a lot to me!” Winnie carefully held his hand and walked with him, wearing a bright grin as she prompted, “This way.”

The more Rufus looked at Winnie, the more delighted he became. “You’re really one fine lady. You don’t need to be so modest when you’re with me, you know. Just be yourself!”

During the exchange, one of the reporters approached them out of nowhere, pleading with them ever so courteously, “Old Mr. Fairchild, Mr. Fairchild, Ms. Garland, I’m sorry to intrude, but could I take a group photo of you all?”

in a pretty good mood that night, he happily obliged the

that as it might, Xavier had always disliked taking pictures. The second he heard his grandfather agree in his stead,

sneak a peek at Winnie standing on the other side of Rufus, he found that the woman had dolled herself up, and

the core tonight. I must freeze

couldn’t be bothered about the purpose of the reporters wanting to have their photos taken at that time, for he wanted it to

before hanging his head low to whisper something in his grandfather’s

unwittingly glanced at the former. Following that, Rufus bobbed his head in

the spot designated by the reporter, and Rufus quietly swapped

suddenly turned out

pull off such a trick just to set her and Xavier up. She was amused by Rufus’ act on the inside; on the outside, though, she remained

arms in her one-shoulder

jacket was draped over her shoulders. It was Xavier who had slid his jacket

scene, the reporters and cameramen began to

frown was then etched on Winnie’s mien because

impression of Xavier had never been excellent. That man possessed a prideful character, and he was full of himself. Of course, he could be thoughtful and

considerate toward me and even putting his jacket on me? Worst still, I

Winnie hurled a

knitted his brows, seemingly dissatisfied with that

ear, “Why are you looking at me like that? Don’t you know the night is bound to get chilly? Why didn’t

bereft of

close to being a chivalrous man. Not with those words that escaped from

as she replied under her breath through gritted teeth, “That’s none of

as she was about to remove the suit jacket from her shoulders, Xavier

of the media. You’d only end up dragging both of

death. “You shouldn’t have used so much strength to stop me

him. Why did he

himself in his thoughts temporarily upon hearing Winnie’s

had exerted brute force. Did I just have

escalated, so much so that he even began

forget what he had just done a minute ago each time his mind

that I’ve applied too much force on

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