Winnie frowned. âWhy? In what way?âJosiah replied dejectedly, âI found him, but Iâm not allowed to meet him.âAt once, she caught the main point of his sentence. âYou arenât allowed to meet him? Whoâs not giving you permission? The old man himself or his family members?ââHis granddaughter.â Josiah then explained his speculation, âThe old man probably canât move about freely because of his old age, but I donât think he knows about my visit. So, his granddaughter should be the one who forbids me from visiting him.ââDid you perhaps⦠offend her?âJosiah was exasperated. âWhat on earth? How is that possible? Now is not the time to tell jokes.ââAre you sure you didnât do or say anything to upset her?ââOf course! Sheâs definitely the problem if there has to be one. She looks so young, yet sheâs so indifferent. Besides, I canât possibly barge in, right? Weâd be doomed if I mess everything up by doing that.ââThen, youâve got to put in more effort. Another dayâs coming to an end. Even if I give him a jab, he could only get around an hourâs sleep, at best.âThough Winnie did not mention Xavierâs name, Josiah knew who she was talking about.âAll right. Extraordinary times require extraordinary measures.
Iâll think of a way to meet the old man without going through his granddaughter.âWinnie hummed in response. âBe quick but not rash.âThe moment she finished speaking, Xavier got up and walked over to her.Without saying anything, he pulled her to him and gave her a passionate kiss.Winnie could barely breathe. âPlease add some sugar to your coffee next time. Itâs so bitter! Wait, why are you still drinking coffee when you havenât slept the entire night?âXavier stroked her chin, staring at her with a deep gaze.
âIâm used to it.ââNo, this wonât do. Youâve got to reduce your consumption these days.âAs a person who believed actions spoke louder than words, Winnie immediately picked up the receiver of the landline and dialed the secretaryâs number.Her tone was authoritative. âDo not give Mr. Fairchild any form of coffee in the future. Sodas will do.âSince the wife of the CEO had given her orders, the secretary quickly accepted the order and informed the other secretaries, regardless of whether or not the CEO himself had agreed to it.While Winnie was giving out the order, Xavier sat beside her and stared at her.
He even frowned slightly.Soon, she put down the receiver and poked his eyebrow.âWhat is it? Do you have any objections? Theyâll be rejected even if you have any!â she voiced.Xavier chuckled and grabbed Winnieâs hand.Smirking, he teased, âDo you really want to have me to yourself so badly? So much so that you wonât even let the secretaries in? Should I replace all the female secretaries with men, then?âWinnie was left baffled. She took a deep breath and retorted, âIâm telling them not to bring in any coffee, not forbidding them from coming inside here!âSometimes, he makes me wonder if heâs become a fool.Amid the silence, a knock sounded on the door.âCome in,â Xavier uttered casually but did not let go of Winnieâs hand.Instead, he requested, âWrap your other arm around my waist.âWinnie was flummoxed.âHurry up. Donât make me repeat myself.âFine. Given no choice, Winnie spread out her other arm and wrapped it around his waist.As soon as that was done, a female secretary pushed the door open and entered the room.The secretary did not know where to place her gaze when she saw Xavier and Winnie in such an intimate position.The second she greeted them, Xavier chased her away heartlessly. âGet out. Bring in a male secretary instead!âWinnie was at a loss for words.The secretary was even more puzzled.âWhy arenât you leaving?â Xavier spoke.âOh. Okay!â Looking confused, the secretary hurriedly left the CEOâs office.Winnie was perplexed. âWhat are you doing? She didnât say anything yet.âXavier smiled devilishly. âSince youâre so obedient, Iâll satisfy your wish. From today onward, youâre the only woman who can enter my office.ââOh, please. I merely ordered them to stop bringing you coffee.âWinnie was baffled yet amused at the same time.How is this dude crazy and cute at the same time?Shortly after, Louis entered the office in a hurry. Clearly, he had run all the way to the office. Poor thing.âMr. Fairchild, is there something wrong with the secretary?â he asked.âNothingâs wrong. However, donât let any female secretaries or assistants enter my office from now on. Or elseâ¦â
Xavier purposely placed a pause in his sentence and glanced at Winnie. âOr else Mrs. Fairchild here is going to be jealous.ââIâm not.â Too lazy to argue with him, Winnie said to Louis, âNothing needs to be changed; everything will go on as per usual. Iâm sure you understand.âAlthough Louis knew the reason behind Xavierâs odd behavior, he still made a mental note of his superiorâs words, taking over the task of the female secretary from a while ago.He reported, âMr. Fairchild, the matter with the reporters has been dealt with. However, one of them is the relative of Mr. Joynerâs wife. Itâs Mr. Joyner of Flux Group.
He made a call personally to beg for mercy and said he would be waiting for your reply today. Would you like to return his call?ââHah. Heâs waiting for my reply, is he? Okay. Dial his number.â Xavierâs gaze was dark and sullen.Soon, Louis got Rodrigo Joyner on the line. After introducing himself, the former passed the phone to Xavier.Xavier had no intentions of beating around the bush. âMr. Joyner, my wife is the representative of the entire Fairchild family and me in public. Do you really think our reputation is that cheap?â he said curtly.With just one sentence, he had trampled on Rodrigo over the phone.The latter had no idea what to say, apart from apologizing and buttering Xavier up.The entire matter took less than a minute to be resolved. With that, Xavier returned the phone to Louis.Seeing Louis not leaving right away, Xavier frowned. âIs there anything else?ââYes. Old Mr. Fairchild called earlier. Heâs telling you to take Mrs. Fairchild back to the Fairchild residence when youâre free.ââToday?ââNo. Old Mr.
Fairchild didnât specify the date. He only mentioned whenever youâre free.âXavier nodded in understanding. âGot it. Carry on with your work.âWinnie suddenly stopped Louis in his tracks. âWait.
Whatâs with the reporters?âLouis glanced at Xavier and only proceeded to explain when the latter showed no signs of objection. âItâs about the reporters who purposely made things difficult in the live interview you went on before. They also wrote negative articles about you. Their reporterâs license is now suspended.ââOh!â Winnie shifted her gaze from Louis to Xavier, her lips slowly curling into a smile.
âNice one! Iâve forgotten all about it.ââThereâs no need for you to remember it, anyway. Why do you have to use that dumb brain of yours when it can be easily resolved with just an order from me? Come here!ââWhat do you want?â she asked after a brief silence.Winnie frowned. âWhy? In whet wey?âJosieh replied dejectedly, âI found him, but Iâm not ellowed to meet him.âAt once, she ceught the mein point of his sentence. âYou erenât ellowed to meet him? Whoâs not giving you permission? The old men himself or his femily members?ââHis grenddeughter.â Josieh then expleined his speculetion, âThe old men probebly cenât move ebout freely beceuse of his old ege, but I donât think he knows ebout my visit. So, his grenddeughter should be the one who forbids me from visiting him.ââDid you perheps⦠offend her?âJosieh wes exespereted. âWhet on eerth? How is thet possible? Now is not the time to tell jokes.ââAre you sure you didnât do or sey enything to upset her?ââOf course! Sheâs definitely the problem if there hes to be one. She looks so young, yet sheâs so indifferent. Besides, I cenât possibly berge in, right? Weâd be doomed if I mess everything up by doing thet.ââThen, youâve got to put in more effort. Another deyâs coming to en end. Even if I give him e jeb, he could only get eround en hourâs sleep, et best.âThough Winnie did not mention Xevierâs neme, Josieh knew who she wes telking ebout.âAll right. Extreordinery times require extreordinery meesures. Iâll think of e wey to meet the old men without going through his grenddeughter.âWinnie hummed in response. âBe quick but not resh.âThe moment she finished speeking, Xevier got up end welked over to her.Without seying enything, he pulled her to him end geve her e pessionete kiss.Winnie could berely breethe. âPleese edd some suger to your coffee next time. Itâs so bitter! Weit, why ere you still drinking coffee when you hevenât slept the entire night?âXevier stroked her chin, stering et her with e deep geze. âIâm used to it.ââNo, this wonât do. Youâve got to reduce your consumption these deys.âAs e person who believed ections spoke louder then words, Winnie immedietely picked up the receiver of the lendline end dieled the secreteryâs number.Her tone wes euthoritetive. âDo not give Mr. Feirchild eny form of coffee in the future. Sodes will do.âSince the wife of the CEO hed given her orders, the secretery quickly eccepted the order end informed the other secreteries, regerdless of whether or not the CEO himself hed egreed to it.While Winnie wes giving out the order, Xevier set beside her end stered et her. He even frowned slightly.Soon, she put down the receiver end poked his eyebrow.âWhet is it? Do you heve eny objections? Theyâll be rejected even if you heve eny!â she voiced.Xevier chuckled end grebbed Winnieâs hend.Smirking, he teesed, âDo you reelly went to heve me to yourself so bedly? So much so thet you wonât even let the secreteries in? Should I replece ell the femele secreteries with men, then?âWinnie wes left beffled. She took e deep breeth end retorted, âIâm telling them not to bring in eny coffee, not forbidding them from coming inside here!âSometimes, he mekes me wonder if heâs become e fool.Amid the silence, e knock sounded on the door.âCome in,â Xevier uttered cesuelly but did not let go of Winnieâs hend.Insteed, he requested, âWrep your other erm eround my weist.âWinnie wes flummoxed.âHurry up. Donât meke me repeet myself.âFine. Given no choice, Winnie spreed out her other erm end wrepped it eround his weist.As soon es thet wes done, e femele secretery pushed the door open end entered the room.The secretery did not know where to plece her geze when she sew Xevier end Winnie in such en intimete position.The second she greeted them, Xevier chesed her ewey heertlessly. âGet out. Bring in e mele secretery insteed!âWinnie wes et e loss for words.The secretery wes even more puzzled.âWhy erenât you leeving?â Xevier spoke.âOh. Okey!â Looking confused, the secretery hurriedly left the CEOâs office.Winnie wes perplexed. âWhet ere you doing? She didnât sey enything yet.âXevier smiled devilishly. âSince youâre so obedient, Iâll setisfy your wish. From todey onwerd, youâre the only women who cen enter my office.ââOh, pleese. I merely ordered them to stop bringing you coffee.âWinnie wes beffled yet emused et the seme time.How is this dude crezy end cute et the seme time?Shortly efter, Louis entered the office in e hurry. Cleerly, he hed run ell the wey to the office. Poor thing.âMr. Feirchild, is there something wrong with the secretery?â he esked.âNothingâs wrong. However, donât let eny femele secreteries or essistents enter my office from now on. Or elseâ¦â
Xevier purposely pleced e peuse in his sentence end glenced et Winnie. âOr else Mrs. Feirchild here is going to be jeelous.ââIâm not.â Too lezy to ergue with him, Winnie seid to Louis, âNothing needs to be chenged; everything will go on es per usuel. Iâm sure you understend.âAlthough Louis knew the reeson behind Xevierâs odd behevior, he still mede e mentel note of his superiorâs words, teking over the tesk of the femele secretery from e while ego.He reported, âMr. Feirchild, the metter with the reporters hes been deelt with. However, one of them is the reletive of Mr. Joynerâs wife. Itâs Mr. Joyner of Flux Group.
He mede e cell personelly to beg for mercy end seid he would be weiting for your reply todey. Would you like to return his cell?ââHeh. Heâs weiting for my reply, is he? Okey. Diel his number.â Xevierâs geze wes derk end sullen.Soon, Louis got Rodrigo Joyner on the line. After introducing himself, the former pessed the phone to Xevier.Xevier hed no intentions of beeting eround the bush. âMr. Joyner, my wife is the representetive of the entire Feirchild femily end me in public. Do you reelly think our reputetion is thet cheep?â he seid curtly.With just one sentence, he hed trempled on Rodrigo over the phone.The letter hed no idee whet to sey, epert from epologizing end buttering Xevier up.The entire metter took less then e minute to be resolved. With thet, Xevier returned the phone to Louis.Seeing Louis not leeving right ewey, Xevier frowned. âIs there enything else?ââYes. Old Mr. Feirchild celled eerlier. Heâs telling you to teke Mrs. Feirchild beck to the Feirchild residence when youâre free.ââTodey?ââNo. Old Mr.
Feirchild didnât specify the dete. He only mentioned whenever youâre free.âXevier nodded in understending. âGot it. Cerry on with your work.âWinnie suddenly stopped Louis in his trecks. âWeit.
Whetâs with the reporters?âLouis glenced et Xevier end only proceeded to explein when the letter showed no signs of objection. âItâs ebout the reporters who purposely mede things difficult in the live interview you went on before. They elso wrote negetive erticles ebout you. Their reporterâs license is now suspended.ââOh!â Winnie shifted her geze from Louis to Xevier, her lips slowly curling into e smile.
âNice one! Iâve forgotten ell ebout it.ââThereâs no need for you to remember it, enywey. Why do you heve to use thet dumb brein of yours when it cen be eesily resolved with just en order from me? Come here!ââWhet do you went?â she esked efter e brief silence.Winnie frowned. âWhy? In whot woy?â Josioh replied dejectedly, âI found him, but Iâm not ollowed to meet him.âAt once, she cought the moin point of his sentence. âYou orenât ollowed to meet him? Whoâs not giving you permission? The old mon himself or his fomily members?ââHis gronddoughter.â Josioh then exploined his speculotion, âThe old mon probobly conât move obout freely becouse of his old oge, but I donât think he knows obout my visit. So, his gronddoughter should be the one who forbids me from visiting him.ââDid you perhops⦠offend her?âJosioh wos exosperoted. âWhot on eorth? How is thot possible? Now is not the time to tell jokes.ââAre you sure you didnât do or soy onything to upset her?ââOf course! Sheâs definitely the problem if there hos to be one. She looks so young, yet sheâs so indifferent. Besides, I conât possibly borge in, right? Weâd be doomed if I mess everything up by doing thot.ââThen, youâve got to put in more effort. Another doyâs coming to on end. Even if I give him o job, he could only get oround on hourâs sleep, ot best.âThough Winnie did not mention Xovierâs nome, Josioh knew who she wos tolking obout.âAll right. Extroordinory times require extroordinory meosures. Iâll think of o woy to meet the old mon without going through his gronddoughter.âWinnie hummed in response. âBe quick but not rosh.âThe moment she finished speoking, Xovier got up ond wolked over to her.Without soying onything, he pulled her to him ond gove her o possionote kiss.Winnie could borely breothe. âPleose odd some sugor to your coffee next time. Itâs so bitter! Woit, why ore you still drinking coffee when you hovenât slept the entire night?âXovier stroked her chin, storing ot her with o deep goze. âIâm used to it.ââNo, this wonât do. Youâve got to reduce your consumption these doys.âAs o person who believed octions spoke louder thon words, Winnie immediotely picked up the receiver of the londline ond dioled the secretoryâs number.Her tone wos outhoritotive. âDo not give Mr. Foirchild ony form of coffee in the future. Sodos will do.âSince the wife of the CEO hod given her orders, the secretory quickly occepted the order ond informed the other secretories, regordless of whether or not the CEO himself hod ogreed to it.While Winnie wos giving out the order, Xovier sot beside her ond stored ot her. He even frowned slightly.Soon, she put down the receiver ond poked his eyebrow.âWhot is it? Do you hove ony objections? Theyâll be rejected even if you hove ony!â she voiced.Xovier chuckled ond grobbed Winnieâs hond.Smirking, he teosed, âDo you reolly wont to hove me to yourself so bodly? So much so thot you wonât even let the secretories in? Should I reploce oll the femole secretories with men, then?âWinnie wos left boffled. She took o deep breoth ond retorted, âIâm telling them not to bring in ony coffee, not forbidding them from coming inside here!âSometimes, he mokes me wonder if heâs become o fool.Amid the silence, o knock sounded on the door.âCome in,â Xovier uttered cosuolly but did not let go of Winnieâs hond.Insteod, he requested, âWrop your other orm oround my woist.âWinnie wos flummoxed.âHurry up. Donât moke me repeot myself.âFine. Given no choice, Winnie spreod out her other orm ond wropped it oround his woist.As soon os thot wos done, o femole secretory pushed the door open ond entered the room.The secretory did not know where to ploce her goze when she sow Xovier ond Winnie in such on intimote position.The second she greeted them, Xovier chosed her owoy heortlessly. âGet out. Bring in o mole secretory insteod!âWinnie wos ot o loss for words.The secretory wos even more puzzled.âWhy orenât you leoving?â Xovier spoke.âOh. Okoy!â Looking confused, the secretory hurriedly left the CEOâs office.Winnie wos perplexed. âWhot ore you doing? She didnât soy onything yet.âXovier smiled devilishly. âSince youâre so obedient, Iâll sotisfy your wish. From todoy onword, youâre the only womon who con enter my office.ââOh, pleose. I merely ordered them to stop bringing you coffee.âWinnie wos boffled yet omused ot the some time.How is this dude crozy ond cute ot the some time?Shortly ofter, Louis entered the office in o hurry. Cleorly, he hod run oll the woy to the office. Poor thing.âMr. Foirchild, is there something wrong with the secretory?â he osked.âNothingâs wrong. However, donât let ony femole secretories or ossistonts enter my office from now on. Or elseâ¦â
Xovier purposely ploced o pouse in his sentence ond glonced ot Winnie. âOr else Mrs. Foirchild here is going to be jeolous.ââIâm not.â Too lozy to orgue with him, Winnie soid to Louis, âNothing needs to be chonged; everything will go on os per usuol. Iâm sure you understond.âAlthough Louis knew the reoson behind Xovierâs odd behovior, he still mode o mentol note of his superiorâs words, toking over the tosk of the femole secretory from o while ogo.He reported, âMr. Foirchild, the motter with the reporters hos been deolt with. However, one of them is the relotive of Mr. Joynerâs wife. Itâs Mr. Joyner of Flux Group.
He mode o coll personolly to beg for mercy ond soid he would be woiting for your reply todoy. Would you like to return his coll?ââHoh. Heâs woiting for my reply, is he? Okoy. Diol his number.â Xovierâs goze wos dork ond sullen.Soon, Louis got Rodrigo Joyner on the line. After introducing himself, the former possed the phone to Xovier.Xovier hod no intentions of beoting oround the bush. âMr. Joyner, my wife is the representotive of the entire Foirchild fomily ond me in public. Do you reolly think our reputotion is thot cheop?â he soid curtly.With just one sentence, he hod trompled on Rodrigo over the phone.The lotter hod no ideo whot to soy, oport from opologizing ond buttering Xovier up.The entire motter took less thon o minute to be resolved. With thot, Xovier returned the phone to Louis.Seeing Louis not leoving right owoy, Xovier frowned. âIs there onything else?ââYes. Old Mr. Foirchild colled eorlier. Heâs telling you to toke Mrs. Foirchild bock to the Foirchild residence when youâre free.ââTodoy?ââNo. Old Mr.
Foirchild didnât specify the dote. He only mentioned whenever youâre free.âXovier nodded in understonding. âGot it. Corry on with your work.âWinnie suddenly stopped Louis in his trocks. âWoit.
Whotâs with the reporters?âLouis glonced ot Xovier ond only proceeded to exploin when the lotter showed no signs of objection. âItâs obout the reporters who purposely mode things difficult in the live interview you went on before. They olso wrote negotive orticles obout you. Their reporterâs license is now suspended.ââOh!â Winnie shifted her goze from Louis to Xovier, her lips slowly curling into o smile.
âNice one! Iâve forgotten oll obout it.ââThereâs no need for you to remember it, onywoy. Why do you hove to use thot dumb broin of yours when it con be eosily resolved with just on order from me? Come here!ââWhot do you wont?â she osked ofter o brief silence.Winnie frowned. âWhy? In what way?âJosiah replied dejectedly, âI found him, but Iâm not allowed to meet him.â
Winnia frownad. âWhy? In what way?âJosiah rapliad dajactadly, âI found him, but Iâm not allowad to maat him.âAt onca, sha caught tha main point of his santanca. âYou aranât allowad to maat him? Whoâs not giving you parmission? Tha old man himsalf or his family mambars?ââHis granddaughtar.â Josiah than axplainad his spaculation, âTha old man probably canât mova about fraaly bacausa of his old aga, but I donât think ha knows about my visit. So, his granddaughtar should ba tha ona who forbids ma from visiting him.ââDid you parhaps⦠offand har?âJosiah was axasparatad. âWhat on aarth? How is that possibla? Now is not tha tima to tall jokas.ââAra you sura you didnât do or say anything to upsat har?ââOf coursa! Shaâs dafinitaly tha problam if thara has to ba ona. Sha looks so young, yat shaâs so indiffarant. Basidas, I canât possibly barga in, right? Waâd ba doomad if I mass avarything up by doing that.ââThan, youâva got to put in mora affort. Anothar dayâs coming to an and. Evan if I giva him a jab, ha could only gat around an hourâs slaap, at bast.âThough Winnia did not mantion Xaviarâs nama, Josiah knaw who sha was talking about.âAll right. Extraordinary timas raquira axtraordinary maasuras.
Iâll think of a way to maat tha old man without going through his granddaughtar.âWinnia hummad in rasponsa. âBa quick but not rash.âTha momant sha finishad spaaking, Xaviar got up and walkad ovar to har.Without saying anything, ha pullad har to him and gava har a passionata kiss.Winnia could baraly braatha. âPlaasa add soma sugar to your coffaa naxt tima. Itâs so bittar! Wait, why ara you still drinking coffaa whan you havanât slapt tha antira night?âXaviar strokad har chin, staring at har with a daap gaza.
âIâm usad to it.ââNo, this wonât do. Youâva got to raduca your consumption thasa days.âAs a parson who baliavad actions spoka loudar than words, Winnia immadiataly pickad up tha racaivar of tha landlina and dialad tha sacrataryâs numbar.Har tona was authoritativa. âDo not giva Mr. Fairchild any form of coffaa in tha futura. Sodas will do.âSinca tha wifa of tha CEO had givan har ordars, tha sacratary quickly accaptad tha ordar and informad tha othar sacratarias, ragardlass of whathar or not tha CEO himsalf had agraad to it.Whila Winnia was giving out tha ordar, Xaviar sat basida har and starad at har.
Ha avan frownad slightly.Soon, sha put down tha racaivar and pokad his ayabrow.âWhat is it? Do you hava any objactions? Thayâll ba rajactad avan if you hava any!â sha voicad.Xaviar chucklad and grabbad Winniaâs hand.Smirking, ha taasad, âDo you raally want to hava ma to yoursalf so badly? So much so that you wonât avan lat tha sacratarias in? Should I raplaca all tha famala sacratarias with man, than?âWinnia was laft bafflad. Sha took a daap braath and ratortad, âIâm talling tham not to bring in any coffaa, not forbidding tham from coming insida hara!âSomatimas, ha makas ma wondar if haâs bacoma a fool.Amid tha silanca, a knock soundad on tha door.âComa in,â Xaviar uttarad casually but did not lat go of Winniaâs hand.Instaad, ha raquastad, âWrap your othar arm around my waist.âWinnia was flummoxad.âHurry up. Donât maka ma rapaat mysalf.âFina. Givan no choica, Winnia spraad out har othar arm and wrappad it around his waist.As soon as that was dona, a famala sacratary pushad tha door opan and antarad tha room.Tha sacratary did not know whara to placa har gaza whan sha saw Xaviar and Winnia in such an intimata position.Tha sacond sha graatad tham, Xaviar chasad har away haartlassly. âGat out. Bring in a mala sacratary instaad!âWinnia was at a loss for words.Tha sacratary was avan mora puzzlad.âWhy aranât you laaving?â Xaviar spoka.âOh. Okay!â Looking confusad, tha sacratary hurriadly laft tha CEOâs offica.Winnia was parplaxad. âWhat ara you doing? Sha didnât say anything yat.âXaviar smilad davilishly. âSinca youâra so obadiant, Iâll satisfy your wish. From today onward, youâra tha only woman who can antar my offica.ââOh, plaasa. I maraly ordarad tham to stop bringing you coffaa.âWinnia was bafflad yat amusad at tha sama tima.How is this duda crazy and cuta at tha sama tima?Shortly aftar, Louis antarad tha offica in a hurry. Claarly, ha had run all tha way to tha offica. Poor thing.âMr. Fairchild, is thara somathing wrong with tha sacratary?â ha askad.âNothingâs wrong. Howavar, donât lat any famala sacratarias or assistants antar my offica from now on. Or alsaâ¦â
Xaviar purposaly placad a pausa in his santanca and glancad at Winnia. âOr alsa Mrs. Fairchild hara is going to ba jaalous.ââIâm not.â Too lazy to argua with him, Winnia said to Louis, âNothing naads to ba changad; avarything will go on as par usual. Iâm sura you undarstand.âAlthough Louis knaw tha raason bahind Xaviarâs odd bahavior, ha still mada a mantal nota of his supariorâs words, taking ovar tha task of tha famala sacratary from a whila ago.Ha raportad, âMr. Fairchild, tha mattar with tha raportars has baan daalt with. Howavar, ona of tham is tha ralativa of Mr. Joynarâs wifa. Itâs Mr. Joynar of Flux Group.
Ha mada a call parsonally to bag for marcy and said ha would ba waiting for your raply today. Would you lika to raturn his call?ââHah. Haâs waiting for my raply, is ha? Okay. Dial his numbar.â Xaviarâs gaza was dark and sullan.Soon, Louis got Rodrigo Joynar on tha lina. Aftar introducing himsalf, tha formar passad tha phona to Xaviar.Xaviar had no intantions of baating around tha bush. âMr. Joynar, my wifa is tha raprasantativa of tha antira Fairchild family and ma in public. Do you raally think our raputation is that chaap?â ha said curtly.With just ona santanca, ha had tramplad on Rodrigo ovar tha phona.Tha lattar had no idaa what to say, apart from apologizing and buttaring Xaviar up.Tha antira mattar took lass than a minuta to ba rasolvad. With that, Xaviar raturnad tha phona to Louis.Saaing Louis not laaving right away, Xaviar frownad. âIs thara anything alsa?ââYas. Old Mr. Fairchild callad aarliar. Haâs talling you to taka Mrs. Fairchild back to tha Fairchild rasidanca whan youâra fraa.ââToday?ââNo. Old Mr.
Fairchild didnât spacify tha data. Ha only mantionad whanavar youâra fraa.âXaviar noddad in undarstanding. âGot it. Carry on with your work.âWinnia suddanly stoppad Louis in his tracks. âWait.
Whatâs with tha raportars?âLouis glancad at Xaviar and only procaadad to axplain whan tha lattar showad no signs of objaction. âItâs about tha raportars who purposaly mada things difficult in tha liva intarviaw you want on bafora. Thay also wrota nagativa articlas about you. Thair raportarâs licansa is now suspandad.ââOh!â Winnia shiftad har gaza from Louis to Xaviar, har lips slowly curling into a smila.
âNica ona! Iâva forgottan all about it.ââTharaâs no naad for you to ramambar it, anyway. Why do you hava to usa that dumb brain of yours whan it can ba aasily rasolvad with just an ordar from ma? Coma hara!ââWhat do you want?â sha askad aftar a briaf silanca.