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 can’t we talk about this at home? Why do it on someone else’s turf? I came here to

her voice cajolingly. Sometimes, the elderly and children were equally clingy and difficult to

your legs, not his. You can leave as

the true reason, let’s

right there!” Xavier stepped forward and blocked Winnie’s path once he noticed

answered my question. Was your

She pulled Winnie behind her like a protective mother hen before continuing, “Why would I lie about such

possibility of divorce and splitting up with him before, and as long as Xavier had not forgotten

when Winnie

he had lost part of his memories, hearing the suggestion again would undoubtedly hurt Xavier again, even

and insisted,

despite having a reply ready in

how she answered, someone would

be indecisive or lie to Xavier and

meant to lie to my granny either, and I have to explain to her why things have changed for me. Please trust

words with

how he had fallen so hard for a woman nicknamed Dumbo, yet it felt like the most natural thing

won’t stop you from leaving. Here, let me see

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

Winnie with her and uttered, “You’ve really let me down, Winnie.” Her hand was shaking

“Let’s go, Granny. We’ll talk about this

they left the office, Winnie attempted to break the tense

her grandmother huffed pettily and turned away

Fairchild Corporation, and Winnie prepared to hail a taxi. Suddenly,

taxi. Someone’s here to fetch us. It’s the black car over there.” She pointed

of her

a luxury vehicle with a

some stranger’s expensive car?

Let’s go.” Jacinta tugged on Winnie’s arm and asked disbelievingly,

whose car

and replied vaguely, “Well,

else when she was suddenly swarmed by a group of

were clearly reporters, judging by the camera or

on?” The flashing cameras flustered

grandmother’s discomfort, Winnie hurriedly pulled Jacinta behind her and demanded, “What

Garland, I’m a reporter from Orange News. Is it true that you’re actually from Yartran and

asked, “Who told you

it is true? You aren’t Chanaean?”

is as good as a national business of Chanaea? It has been around for decades. 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 Yartran business

Winnie was perplexed.

gotten their information from, and she hated the invasion of

she replied, “That’s

Jacinta away after her curt

of reporters and photographers surrounded

hit

in many corporations in Chanaea. Is your collaboration with

displeasure, more from the uncomfortable proximity of the microphone to her face than the difficulty

fingers out and elegantly pushed the microphone

“Please have some professionalism. You’re trying

fact, this is far more than an interview. Someone was livestreaming the entire

of ghostwriters to post comments on the livestream. Thus, the

and trolls were already busy posting nasty comments: Get lost from Chanaea, you foreigner! Return our national

the ghostwriters had been paid off to turn the issue into a political and national

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