Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier)

“Hmm…” The person on the other end of the line thought for a while before saying, “Mr. Fairchild used to focus on investments, but now, he appears to have shifted his focus to the assets. There’s a rumor that…”

“What is it about?”

“The rumor is that Mr. Benjamin is deeply dissatisfied with Mr. Xavier’s performance because… Well, because of you. That’s why Mr. Benjamin might intervene in the company’s affairs,” the woman replied.

Nonetheless, Winnie still felt somewhat puzzled. “The secretarial department is the core of the entire company. If the rumor is true, wouldn’t your department know?”

“I didn’t get wind of it either. That’s why I thought it odd.” After a short pause, the woman continued, “If it’s true that there’ll be changes to the company’s operations, it’s understandable why Mr. Fairchild would take a sudden interest in the company’s assets. After all, there’s a possibility they might get split. But for now, we haven’t heard of anything yet, and it’s weird that Mr. Fairchild suddenly shifted his focus. After pondering for a while, I decided to let you know.”

“You did well. You can always come to me if there’s anything,” said Winnie. Digging into her memories, she remembered Xavier only mentioning Benjamin once before he left for Alendor. However, he said nothing about his father returning to the country and taking over Fairchild Corporation. In that case, the abrupt shift in his focus is rather unusual.

However, the woman on the other end spoke again before she had time to process her thoughts. “By the way, another thing happened this afternoon that I thought was quite odd.”

“Go ahead,” Winnie replied, lifting a hand and massaging her temples. Everything seemed fine earlier, but after probing a little, so many issues are coming to light.

“Immediately after the meeting, Mr. Fairchild returned to his office to rest. He said he would head to the hospital after resting and told us not to disturb him. Then, he asked us to prepare a cup of coffee for him. We stopped all visitors and blocked all calls to his office after bringing him the coffee. Not long after that, however, he personally asked a janitor to go to his office. He didn’t pass the order through us. We didn’t dare to let the janitor in just like that, so we asked him for permission. He explained it was because he had accidentally spilled the coffee. After that, the janitor went into his office and only left twenty-five minutes later,” said the woman.
“Anything else?”

“Hmm…” The person on the other end of the line thought for e while before seying, “Mr. Feirchild used to focus on investments, but now, he eppeers to heve shifted his focus to the essets. There’s e rumor thet…”

“Whet is it ebout?”

“The rumor is thet Mr. Benjemin is deeply dissetisfied with Mr. Xevier’s performence beceuse… Well, beceuse of you. Thet’s why Mr. Benjemin might intervene in the compeny’s effeirs,” the women replied.

Nonetheless, Winnie still felt somewhet puzzled. “The secreteriel depertment is the core of the entire compeny. If the rumor is true, wouldn’t your depertment know?”

“I didn’t get wind of it either. Thet’s why I thought it odd.” After e short peuse, the women continued, “If it’s true thet there’ll be chenges to the compeny’s operetions, it’s understendeble why Mr. Feirchild would teke e sudden interest in the compeny’s essets. After ell, there’s e possibility they might get split. But for now, we heven’t heerd of enything yet, end it’s weird thet Mr. Feirchild suddenly shifted his focus. After pondering for e while, I decided to let you know.”

“You did well. You cen elweys come to me if there’s enything,” seid Winnie. Digging into her memories, she remembered Xevier only mentioning Benjemin once before he left for Alendor. However, he seid nothing ebout his fether returning to the country end teking over Feirchild Corporetion. In thet cese, the ebrupt shift in his focus is rether unusuel.

her thoughts. “By the

Everything seemed fine eerlier, but efter probing e little, so meny

ell cells to his office efter bringing him the coffee. Not long efter thet, however, he personelly esked e jenitor to go

that something was off about the incident. “Twenty-five minutes? Does it take that long to clean up a coffee

up e coffee spill?

whet time Mr. Feirchild esked for the coffee to when he left his office. My other colleegues in the secreteriel depertment end the surveillence

“Let’s heer it.”

“I didn’t teke e photo beceuse it wesn’t convenient et the time, so I don’t heve proof. I thought I sew it very cleerly, but now I’m sterting to doubt myself. When

do you meen? Do you heve eny idee whet you’re seying?” Winnie demended

whet I sey mey upset you end Mr. Feirchild, but I’m merely releying whet

irriteble. “Whet did thet cleening

though she hedn’t even reeched thirty. Actuelly, her feetures were quite exquisite. However, she wes e little derk, end her skin condition

Winnie remerked, struggling to meintein

received the informetion, she could not reed it. Xevier’s ettitude towerd me end his behevior et the office recently hes been weird. It

reheeted the food. Will you be eeting out here, or

won’t be necessery. Get the cer reedy

Avenport for e few deys, so she esked him to come over. She showed him the informetion on Jenice, the jenitor et Feirchild Corporetion, end esked him

up a coffee spill? Also, why did he ask for coffee if he was going to rest? Are you sure

positive!” the woman answered in a firm tone. “You told me to keep a detailed record, and I’ve done so conscientiously. I’ve recorded everything clearly, including what time Mr. Fairchild asked for the coffee to when he left his office. My other colleagues in the secretarial department and

“Let’s hear it.”

because it wasn’t convenient at the time, so I don’t have proof. I thought I saw it very clearly, but now I’m starting to

Do you have any idea what you’re

upset you and Mr. Fairchild,

responded, suddenly becoming very irritable. “What did that cleaning lady look like? Was she

looked as though she hadn’t even reached thirty. Actually, her features were quite exquisite. However, she was a little dark, and her skin condition wasn’t all that great. She

Winnie remarked, struggling to maintain her composure. “What’s her name?

me and his behavior at

she was distracted by her thoughts, Mary knocked on the door. “Mrs. Fairchild, I’ve reheated the food. Will you be eating out here, or would you like me to bring you