The person outside Xavier’s office seemed determined enough to knock down the door.

“Can I come in, Mr. Fairchild? There’s some urgent business.”

Winnie could not stand the persistent knocking any longer and left Xavier’s embrace.

She said, “Let him in. It could be a complicated matter.” At the same time, she straightened out Xavier’s tie for him.

Despite his reluctance, Xavier agreed, caving to his principles.

He was the CEO of Fairchild Corporation, and he made sure he performed his duties responsibly while at work.

He knew when to prioritize his work over his identity as Winnie’s husband.

Hence, Xavier strode to his desk and pressed a small button under the table, unlocking the office door.

Winnie was dumbstruck. She asked, “Did you lock the door from the inside?”

“What do you think?” Smirking, Xavier added, “I don’t want anyone to interrupt me while I’m cuddling you.”

An exasperated Winnie asked, “Weren’t we working just now? Or did you already have this all planned out?”

Xavier laughed in response. “Dumbo, I was the only one working. You were playing games. Plus, I have more foresight than to leave the door unlocked while you’re around.”

“Fine, you win.” Winnie pouted good-naturedly and admitted, “I was playing games, and I’m going to continue playing it now. You can let your staff in.”

Then, she plonked herself back on the couch.

Xavier reluctantly retracted his gaze from his wife and called out to his employee outside.

“Come in.”

The door opened from the outside.

Both Xavier and Winnie had expected Louis to come in, having recognized his voice earlier.

To their surprise, the first person who rushed into the room was Jacinta.

“Granny?” Stunned, Winnie leaped to her feet and asked, “Why are you here?”

“So you were here, Winnie!” Jacinta immediately approached her granddaughter and seized her wrist. “You told me you couldn’t accompany me because you were busy with work. Were you with Xavier this whole time? How could you lie to me? I always thought you were pulling extra hours at the company until I saw the news on the Internet calling you the Vinnie Couple. There was also some livestream thing. That’s how I knew you’d been cooped up in Fairchild Corporation for the past two days. What did you promise me in the past? You said you would cut off all ties with this man once you avenged your mother.”

Xavier was still standing beside them in the office. Winnie did not think he would be affected by her grandmother’s words until she brought up the last bit about cutting ties with Xavier. She worried that it would agitate him.

The medication he was on tended to amplify every emotion he felt. It was all well and good if he was feeling positive emotions, but any hint of negative emotions could potentially spiral out of control and spur Xavier to harm others or even himself.

Sadly, though Xavier’s mind was affected, his hearing clearly was not.

He had heard every single word of Jacinta’s rant, and his expression darkened instantly.

Sadness and disbelief warred in his heart as he asked, “Dumbo, is your granny telling the truth?”

Winnie struggled to muster a reply. Eventually, she said, “Granny, things have become quite complicated. It’s hard to explain everything in a few words. Why don’t I talk to you somewhere else?”

“Somewhere else?” Jacinta’s grip tightened on her granddaughter’s wrist as though fearing Winnie’s escape. “Where do you want to go?”

Winnie furrowed her brows before shooting Louis a subtle glance. “Mr. Tanser, help me prepare an empty guest room.”

“Sure!”

Why do it on someone else’s turf?

I can’t leave now.” Winnie lowered her voice cajolingly. Sometimes,

insisted, “Why can’t you leave? Those are your legs, not his. You can leave as and when you

know the true

Xavier stepped forward and blocked Winnie’s path once he noticed she was leading Jacinta out of

answered my question. Was your

Jacinta answered instead. She pulled Winnie behind her like a protective mother hen before continuing, “Why would I lie about such a thing? Tell

Xavier had not forgotten that

him back when Winnie first

he had lost part of his memories, hearing the suggestion again would

at Winnie and insisted, “Answer

a reply ready in her

of how she answered,

she refused to be indecisive or lie to

knitted her brows, Winnie replied somberly, “Xavier, I admit that I’ve said those words before, but that was in the past. People change, and I’m formally retracting my old statement. On that note, I never meant to lie to my granny either, and I have to explain

her words with

a mess. He had no idea how he had fallen so hard for a woman nicknamed Dumbo, yet it felt like the

responded, “I won’t stop you from leaving. Here, let me

you!” Jacinta planted herself between the couple and declared, “We know

she dragged Winnie with her and uttered, “You’ve really let me down, Winnie.” Her

frowned lightly and coaxed, “Let’s go,

attempted to break the tense silence

her grandmother huffed pettily and turned away from her olive

Corporation, and Winnie prepared to hail a taxi.

It’s the black car over there.” She pointed into the

the direction of

at a luxury vehicle with a car plate she

some stranger’s expensive

you daydreaming? Let’s go.” Jacinta tugged on Winnie’s arm and asked disbelievingly, “Are you

car is

answer her question and replied vaguely, “Well,

to say something else when she was suddenly

judging by the camera

The flashing cameras

hurriedly pulled Jacinta behind her and demanded, “What

from Orange News. Is it true that you’re actually

Winnie asked, “Who told

You aren’t Chanaean?” another reporter

You forcefully took over the corporation from your biological father and changed the company forever. How do you plan on running Garland Group now? Will you turn this Chanean business into a

Winnie was perplexed.

their information from, and

replied, “That’s

prepared to lead Jacinta away

the sea of reporters and photographers surrounded

almost hit Winnie in the

foreigner. He has helped foreign investors to obtain sizeable stakes in

more from the uncomfortable proximity of the microphone to her

she stretched two fingers out and elegantly pushed

declared, “Please have some professionalism. You’re trying to interview me, not murder me

than an

a slew of ghostwriters to post comments on

ghostwriters and trolls were already busy posting nasty comments: Get lost from Chanaea, you foreigner! Return our national corporation! Winnie Garland, get out of Chanaea! That was the

the ghostwriters had been paid off to turn the

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