Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier)

Chapter 382

Chapter 382
Indeed, he remembered her father, Walter Shasnow.

Walter was his longest-serving driver, and his death was not an accident.

At the time, when Xavier was leaving the Fairchild residence with Winnie, they were hit by a car arranged by Zyon.

Neither he nor Winnie suffered any severe injuries, but the driver in front sustained serious wounds.

Walter was almost at death’s door when he was rushed to the hospital. The emergency rescue efforts were in vain, as he succumbed to his injuries and passed away in his forties.

Xavier recalled how he had offered a million to the driver’s family and even supported his daughter’s college education. The young woman standing before him, Abigail, was the very same girl who had benefited from his sponsorship.

The Shasnow family might have received a million from him, but the money could never bring Walter to life again.

That was why Xavier still felt guilty about Walter and his family.

He glanced at Abigail and asked, “Why did you come here to work? Is it because you don’t have enough money?”

“No.” Abigail quickly shook her head. “I have enough money, but I’ve grown up and am now an adult, and it’s time for me to work and make ends meet with my own strength. I asked the butler to arrange a job for me. He even praised me for being diligent, Mr. Fairchild.”

Xavier merely hummed in response, as he was not interested in her life story. “You can go now. It’s getting late.”

“Okay. You too, Mr. Fairchild.”

Xavier said nothing after that. He turned around and walked back the way he came.

heart skipped a beat when he walked past

near Xavier

but not Xavier. He had a distinct smell that perfectly matched his voice, his towering

there, staring at his back until he

sat on the seat where Xavier had sat earlier and discovered

the lighter and looked at it over and

alone on the bench for

room with another maid, and her roommate was someone

said you were going after a thief? Why do you look so happy? Did you find

found a treasure.” Abigail presented the lighter as if

hand and studied it. Her eyes lit up. “This is truly a work of art! I think it’s branded, so it must be quite valuable. But you should locate the owner

responded with a smug look on

the lighter to the owner, then,”

again. By the way,

much every day. Give me

Abigail said as she carefully kept away the lighter. “Mr. Fairchild might be putting up a front and acting supportive

roommate frowned deeply. “Not again. I remember telling you to focus on your job here and not

talking nonsense!” Abigail raised her chin. “Guess who

“Who?”

lights in the mansion are off, but he came out alone

window of our room was Mr. Fairchild’s cigarette? And this lighter is

it up. I’ll find a chance to return it to him,” Abigail said, chuckling. “Can I borrow that branded makeup product of yours? I want to look good when I see him. Do you think I should wear pumpkin-colored lipstick, or should I go with

you know what you’re doing? Even if something happens between Mr. and Mrs. Fairchild, it

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