“No!” Xavier countered without even thinking about it. “You’re my woman, so how could I sit idly by when it’s something to do with you? Louis, help me set up an appointment with Nate.”

“No, it’s okay!” Louis had already responded in the affirmative, but Winnie lifted a hand and stopped him from putting it into action.

“Uh… Mr. Xavier, Mrs. Fairchild…” Louis alternated his gaze between his employer and the latter’s wife, feeling very much conflicted.

Seeing that, Winnie instructed straight away, “Do as I said.”

“Hmm?” Xavier gave her a meaningful look, sensing that his status as the CEO was under threat.

Winnie stared back at him. “Do you have a problem with that? We’re now discussing my matters. I can keep my nose out of the affairs of Fairchild Corporation, but I want to be the master of my own affairs.”

For a moment, Xavier was left without a rebuttal.

He pondered for a while before asserting, “But you’re my woman.”

“So what? You’re also my man,” Winnie riposted.

Frowning, Xavier uttered the most misogynistic remark—”When someone picks on my woman, she doesn’t need to retaliate personally. As my woman, the only thing she needs to do is to keep herself young and beautiful, serving me when I have need of her—”

Good Lord! What nonsense is he spouting? Winnie clapped her hand over his mouth.

Don’t tell me, he wanted to say that his woman only needed to serve him well in bed!

“Shut up. Let me repeat it—I’ll handle this matter myself. You’re not allowed to interfere before I request that you lend me a hand, or else!” Winnie hissed through gritted teeth.

“Or else what?” Tugging off the hand covering his mouth, Xavier dipped his head and leaned close to her with a devilish chuckle. In a deep voice, he whispered teasingly into her ear, “Hmm, Dumbo?”

At once, embarrassment inundated Winnie that the man was acting so intimately with her in public.

She inhaled deeply before shoving his head away. “Or else I’ll dump you!”

bristled. “You wouldn’t

that time, I’ll leave you to fend for yourself. Regardless of whether you’re

Xavier evidently realized that

still the Dumbo of mine who is weak and cries at

he seen her so

spot for a long moment, sensing the blank spot in his

his life, or perhaps more

that void, but his irritation grew the more he attempted to do so. It felt as though every single drop of blood in his body was on

gone red-rimmed for no apparent reason, Winnie

okay? Are you

you must

reddening eyes, Winnie hastily nodded with a

Don’t just

I won’t bother about you anymore,” Winnie vowed in exasperation. “As for Nate, there’s no

to Josiah, “Quick, come over and check him

afraid that something would happen to Xavier. “Come with me to the lounge to rest

just so happened that the employee from the PR department had

is ready, Mrs. Fairchild. Would you like to take a

who still regarded Winnie as a simpleton. Everyone else knew that she was the newly-appointed CEO of

while speaking to her, fearful that they would accidentally offend her

all, she was the kind of person who didn’t even show her own biological

for a moment, please.” It wasn’t until after Winnie had watched Josiah lead Xavier into the lounge that she

lightning speed, but at the same time, she was also very meticulous. “Change the wording here. It isn’t my

script trembled violently. The script for a press conference with many media outlets in attendance generally took a moderate stance. But in consideration that Winnie would be using it, she had already been very deliberate in her choice of words. Never had she expected that the former would

I’ll change it right now. Is this

“Yeah, this is fine.”

go and make a

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