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The photo wasn’t very clear. In fact, it was rather blurry.
Strangely, Nate was exceedingly blurry in the photo. Conversely, the people behind him, who acted as
his backdrop, were distinctly captured.
Those few people were none other than Winnie—who was being arrested—and the police officers—
who were performing their duty—at the Northern District airport back then.
At the sight of the photo, Winnie couldn’t help sneering.
How intriguing!
“Mrs. Fairchild?” Louis only knew that Winnie was scrolling through her phone, but he had no idea what
she was looking at. At her sudden sneer, he inexorably stopped mid-utterance.
Lifting her head, Winnie cast him a glance. “It’s nothing. Carry on. I’m listening.”
“Sure!” Louis had actually discovered that she had the ability to multitask ages ago, so he was no
longer surprised about it.
As Winnie listened to him, she enlarged the photo.
Judging from the panorama and close-up of the photo, the person who took it probably failed to focus
properly instead of having taken it on purpose.
However, the only comment beneath it was extremely interesting.
It was from a user known as “YulieBeau” who commented, “the devil is in the details.”
So, what’s the catch in this blurry photo of Nate’s? And why is this user so coincidentally known as
YulieBeau? YulieBeau… Yulissa…
That had Winnie inevitably associating two names together.
After tapping into YulieBeau’s account, she promptly discovered that the trajectory of its activity log
synchronized with Yulissa’s appearance.
Before Yulissa returned to Chanaea, the account had remained dormant.
Subsequent to her emergence, however, the account became active.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMost importantly, the user liked and commented on the photo of her arrest by the police.
All that automatically aroused her suspicions. She suspected that YulieBeau was Nate’s private Twitter
account.
In the modern era, many celebrities in Chanaea had two accounts—an official account for publicity
purposes as well as a personal account to surf and spread gossip.
Anyway, this man is really intriguing. He seems to be paying a lot of attention to me. No sooner had he
made a call to report me for trafficking drugs out of the country than he made an appearance at the
Northern District airport to appear in the same photo with me.
Winnie fiddled with her phone. Heh! Since he’s paying so much attention to me, I’ll allow him to do so
much more effortlessly!
Putting away her phone, she looked at Louis right across from her. “Inform the media and change this
press conference to a live broadcast.”
At once, Louis frowned. “A live broadcast? But Mrs. Fairchild, companies generally take the route of
pre-recording when hosting such a press conference. On top of that, both the script and footage then
have to be reviewed and authorized by the PR department before they can be uploaded to the
internet.”
“Why, did Fairchild Corporation once suffer a catastrophe during a press conference?” Winnie chuckled
softly.
“No. It’s just a precaution.”
In response, Winnie nodded “I see. It was my mistake earlier for not having made things clear. Conduct
Fairchild Corporation’s part as per the usual practice, then make it a live broadcast for my subsequent
segment. This won’t put you in a difficult position, yes?”
“Um… I think I’d better ask Mr. Xavier for permission first,” Louis replied hesitantly.
A frown marred Winnie’s countenance, and she subconsciously drummed her fingers on the couch. But
in no time, the furrow of her brows eased.
“Okay. You can do so when he comes out.” She then glanced at the time before adding, “They’ve gone
in for some time, so they should be coming out anytime now.”
Having said that, she stood up and headed toward the lounge.
Just when she was about to lift her hand and knock on the door, Josiah happened to open the door and
walk out.
“You gave me a fright!” Josiah exclaimed.
Winnie directed her gaze beyond his shoulder to the lounge within. “Right back at you. Where’s Xavier?
Why don’t I see him?”
Used to wearing a white coat, Josiah made to stick his hands in his coat pockets out of habit.
As soon as he did so, he realized that he only had a shirt on right then. Left with no other choice, he
could only place his hands into his pants pockets.
He didn’t behave thus in the past, but he was inexorably jittery at the sight of Winnie in recent days.
He took a deep breath to calm himself down before explaining, “I gave him some cholinesterase
inhibitor. He’s doing better and is washing his face with cold water inside.”
Frowning, Winnie questioned, “Does that cholinesterase inhibitor you mentioned have any side
effects?”
Josiah nudged his glasses. “It varies from individual to individual. Some will indeed develop adverse
effects after taking it, such as insomnia, dizziness, headache, nausea, vomiting, muscle cramps, and
the like. Yet, some remain unaffected. But you don’t need to worry, for I’ll keep watch over him around
the clock these few days.”
“Okay. I’ll go and look in on him, then. The press conference is about to begin.”
In the bathroom, Xavier was washing his face in front of the mirror.
He wasn’t all that gentle with himself. After splashing water onto his face, a large portion of his hair
scattered across his forehead got wet and stuck to his skin in clumps.
That aside, a few droplets of water hung from his thick, ebony brows. A gratified smile bloomed on
Winnie’s face at the sight of Xavier in the mirror.
Only a wild and handsome man like him is a real man. The so-called coolly confident photos of Nate on
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTwitter earlier were no different from a boy playing dress-up!
As she dwelled upon that, all her attention was on the man in the mirror.
It never crossed her mind to take a look at herself. Therefore, she didn’t realize that her eyes were
brimming with desire at that moment.
Contrarily, Xavier clocked it all.
His blood that had been surging wildly only then calmed down slowly after he had taken the medicine
Josiah gave him. His breathing gradually steadied out as well.
At that very instant, however, his breathing abruptly turned heavy again as he stared at the candid and
alluring look in her eyes in the mirror.
I want her, even if it means tearing her apart.
He again took some water, but this time, he didn’t splash it onto his face anymore.
He merely spread his palms and allowed the water to trickle down.
Subsequently, he shook off the water droplets from his hands and dried his hands with a dry towel.
He was unbelievably calm and methodical as he performed that series of actions.
Only he himself knew that the beast within him was about to break free of its cage.
He turned around without uttering a single word. Without warning, he pinned the woman behind him
against the wall.
Ultimately, he couldn’t bear to see Winnie suffering the slightest hurt and used his massive palm to
shield the back of her head.
He plundered her mouth wildly, but still, it wasn’t enough.
Yet, he didn’t dare hold her too tightly for fear that he would accidentally crush her.
An ardent voice sounded beside Winnie’s ear. “I missed you, Dumbo. You missed me too, didn’t you?
You can’t escape! I saw it all in the mirror earlier. Your eyes told me that you want me as well!”
Winnie had never planned on escaping. Instead, she wrapped her arms around the man. “I’m not going
to deny that. But not now because it’s time we attend the press conference.”
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