He saw Yvette from a distance. She was sitting at her computer and focusing intently on her work. Xavier strode quickly over to her and pushed the door open without knocking. The noise startled Yvette and made her jump. She looked up to see the cold look on his face. She thought about the news on Daphne that had emerged that morning, and how defensive Xavier had been the last time. Yvette instinctively assumed that Daphne had blamed her again and that Xavier was coming to accuse her. She stood up and took a step back. "Anything wrong, Mr. Lane?"Xavier saw how wary she was, and all he could think about was the child. "Come home with me right now!" He did not have the patience to keep up the charade of amnesia with her. Yvette's eyes were full of surprise. Go home? What home? She looked up at Xavier and his chiseled features. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Lane?" Xavier felt as if there was something lodged in his throat. Without saying anything else, he gripped Yvette's wris
Gossip? Every woman in Tirion would've loved to be the object of gossip with Xavier.Xavier thought about how she had been with Claude during the four to five years of her disappearance. Feelings grew over time, and they were childhood friends. "You're worried about Claude hearing rumors, aren't you?" His eyes were icy. Yvette's expression darkened at once. She did not want to indulge his bad habits. "Mr. Lane, whether or not we're married, I have the freedom to choose where to live. Don't you think you're interfering too much?" She no longer wanted to stay there, and she brushed quickly past him. Xavier felt as if she had slapped him. It had only been a few words, but he felt very uncomfortable. What did she mean by saying that he was interfering too much? He watched her figure retreat into the distance and suddenly felt as if she was getting further and further away from him. He did not like this feeling.He took out his phone and called Mark. "No matter what you have to
School had just ended for Zachary, and the driver was later than usual. Malcolm was chattering beside him. "Do you always get picked up by your driver?" "What's the alternative?" Zachary was exasperated. Malcolm looked proud. "The elders in my family are the ones who pick me up every day.""Great-grandpa says that he wants me to feel the love of the entire family." He lowered his voice mysteriously. "Do you know who's picking me up today?""Who?" Zachary wasn't interested, but he asked anyway. If he didn't, he knew that he'd never hear the end of it. "Grandma Shannon," Malcolm said triumphantly. Zachary did not know what he was so happy about. Shannon wasn't even his real grandmother. As he was pondering the matter, Shannon's car pulled up. It was a high-profile presidential limousine, and Shannon was dressed to the nines in high heels and a bodycon dress. Although she was over 50, she still maintained her looks, and her every action exuded charm. "Grandma Shannon!" M
Kiki had only wanted to scare Zachary, but she gave up when she saw his blank expression. "Alright, I understand. I'm already trying to play with the kids." Zachary took out his tablet and started studying again.He hadn't been able to read because he had to play with building bricks at the kindergarten.Kiki glanced at it. The tablet was covered in symbols that she couldn't understand at all. There were all kinds of people in this world.Zachary was working so hard, and Kiki felt that she could not let him down.After she got home, she began poring over her law books once more so that she would be ready to fight against Daphne in court.Suddenly, someone knocked on the door to her study. Zachary was standing outside.Kiki was surprised. "What is it?""Ms. Torres, I have something useful for you."Kiki was even more confused. She watched Zachary walk over to her and borrow her laptop. His tiny fingers flew across the keyboard. After a minute, he stopped. A website popped up
Xavier suddenly felt like he was suffocating. He put down the documents he was holding and instructed Mark. "Employ an executive CEO!"Mark was startled. "Mr. Lane, what's going on with you?""I want to rest for a while," Xavier replied. "Don't report to me unless it's important."It was normal to employ CEOs in large corporations, but Mark was shocked.Xavier had done everything himself ever since getting the job. He hadn't even allowed him a moment's rest for the sake of his career. But now, he was going to let go.It took Mark a long time to recover. "Yes. I will put out an ad at once."After Mark was gone, Xavier read the documents again and again. All he could think about was Yvette. He just couldn't accept it. He had been working hard day and night to earn money for all these years, but for what?It had been to make up for the losses that he had suffered because the Snyders had deceived him, and it had been for the sake of his pride! Billions meant nothing to Xavier!Howe
Xavier hated these fake promotional activities that were just to sell an image. He was about to refuse on principle, but the words that slipped out of his mouth were, "Okay.""I'll go and get ready." Yvette turned and walked out.Before she got to the door, Xavier's deep, slightly raspy voice came from behind her. "If we're visiting the children, I think you should put on more clothes."Yvette was startled. She looked down and realized that two of her buttons had come undone.The weather was too hot, and after she'd unfastened them in her office, she'd forgotten to button it up again. When she came out of the restroom, she was bright red with embarrassment.As she was walking along with her head lowered, she bumped into someone."I'm sorry." Yvette looked up into Tristan's handsome, aristocratic face. She shuddered involuntarily and took a step back, trying to put some distance between them. She could not avoid meeting Tristan while working at Titan Corporation.Most of the ti
Xavier looked at him intensely. "It's okay. I've already promised that I would go."There was a flash of disappointment in Tristan's eyes, and he couldn't help asking, "Don't you hate going to events like this?"Xavier sensed his unusual behavior, and he said lightly, "There's always an exception!"Tristan did not stay long before leaving. When he went out into the corridor, he saw Yvette talking and laughing with the other staff. He had never seen her smile like that.His assistant came over. "Mr. Shaw, Mr. Shaw Senior wants you to return at once.""Alright."…At the special needs school that afternoon, Yvette walked into the newly opened music room. She sat in front of the piano and taught the children how to play.Xavier stood outside the door surrounded by a bunch of bodyguards.It was the first time he had seen Yvette play the piano, and she played very well indeed. The melodious sound of the piano seemed to soothe his soul.Xavier focused on the light smile on Yvette's
"I've already eaten your cooking for three years. I wouldn't mind doing it again," Xavier replied.Yvette smiled. When the food arrived, she went to the kitchen to cook it. In the past, she didn't know how to cook, but she learned slowly after getting married to Xavier. Xavier had never been grateful. He took everything for granted, just like now.He sat in the living room, but his eyes remained fixed on Yvette. He felt like he would never get sick of looking at her.Yvette served the dishes one by one, and she added something special to the grilled fish—Xavier's favorite.The two of them sat down opposite each other. Xavier hadn't eaten with her like this for a long time, and he did not touch his cutlery.Yvette served him a large piece of fish. "You said you wouldn't mind."Xavier picked up his knife and fork and began eating the fish on his plate slowly. Yvette watched him closely, feeling very nervous.She had put a sleeping pill in the fish, but she was afraid that she ha