The person outside Xavierâs office seemed determined enough to knock down the door.âCan I come in, Mr. Fairchild? Thereâs some urgent business.âWinnie could not stand the persistent knocking any longer and left Xavierâs embrace.She said, âLet him in. It could be a complicated matter.â At the same time, she straightened out Xavierâs tie for him.Despite his reluctance, Xavier agreed, caving to his principles.He was the CEO of Fairchild Corporation, and he made sure he performed his duties responsibly while at work.He knew when to prioritize his work over his identity as Winnieâs husband.Hence, Xavier strode to his desk and pressed a small button under the table, unlocking the office door.Winnie was dumbstruck. She asked, âDid you lock the door from the inside?ââWhat do you think?â Smirking, Xavier added, âI donât want anyone to interrupt me while Iâm cuddling you.âAn exasperated Winnie asked, âWerenât we working just now? Or did you already have this all planned out?âXavier laughed in response. âDumbo, I was the only one working. You were playing games. Plus, I have more foresight than to leave the door unlocked while youâre around.ââFine, you win.â Winnie pouted good-naturedly and admitted, âI was playing games, and Iâm going to continue playing it now.
You can let your staff in.âThen, she plonked herself back on the couch.Xavier reluctantly retracted his gaze from his wife and called out to his employee outside.âCome in.âThe door opened from the outside.Both Xavier and Winnie had expected Louis to come in, having recognized his voice earlier.To their surprise, the first person who rushed into the room was Jacinta.âGranny?â Stunned, Winnie leaped to her feet and asked, âWhy are you here?ââSo you were here, Winnie!â Jacinta immediately approached her granddaughter and seized her wrist. âYou told me you couldnât accompany me because you were busy with work. Were you with Xavier this whole time? How could you lie to me? I always thought you were pulling extra hours at the company until I saw the news on the Internet calling you the Vinnie Couple. There was also some livestream thing. Thatâs how I knew youâd been cooped up in Fairchild Corporation for the past two days. What did you promise me in the past? You said you would cut off all ties with this man once you avenged your mother.âXavier was still standing beside them in the office. Winnie did not think he would be affected by her grandmotherâs words until she brought up the last bit about cutting ties with Xavier. She worried that it would agitate him.The medication he was on tended to amplify every emotion he felt. It was all well and good if he was feeling positive emotions, but any hint of negative emotions could potentially spiral out of control and spur Xavier to harm others or even himself.Sadly, though Xavierâs mind was affected, his hearing clearly was not.He had heard every single word of Jacintaâs rant, and his expression darkened instantly.Sadness and disbelief warred in his heart as he asked, âDumbo, is your granny telling the truth?âWinnie struggled to muster a reply. Eventually, she said, âGranny, things have become quite complicated. Itâs hard to explain everything in a few words. Why donât I talk to you somewhere else?ââSomewhere else?â Jacintaâs grip tightened on her granddaughterâs wrist as though fearing Winnieâs escape. âWhere do you want to go?âWinnie furrowed her brows before shooting Louis a subtle glance. âMr. Tanser, help me prepare an empty guest room.ââSure!ââWait!â Jacinta frowned at her granddaughter and questioned, âWhy canât we talk about this at home? Why do it on someone elseâs turf? I came here to bring you back. Youâre following me home right now!ââBut Granny, I canât leave now.â Winnie lowered her voice cajolingly. Sometimes, the elderly and children were equally clingy and difficult to persuade.Jacinta insisted, âWhy canât you leave? Those are your legs, not his. You can leave as and when you please.ââGranny, if you want to know the true reason, letâs talk somewhere else.ââStay right there!â Xavier stepped forward and blocked Winnieâs path once he noticed she was leading Jacinta out of the office.He demanded, âYou still havenât answered my question. Was your granny telling the truth?ââOf course I am!â Jacinta answered instead. She pulled Winnie behind her like a protective mother hen before continuing, âWhy would I lie about such a thing? Tell him, Winnie!âWinnie had voiced the possibility of divorce and splitting up with him before, and as long as Xavier had not forgotten that part of his memory, he would not have been surprised by Jacintaâs words.It had pained him back when Winnie first suggested breaking up.Now that he had lost part of his memories, hearing the suggestion again would undoubtedly hurt Xavier again, even if those words were uttered by another person.Xavier stared at Winnie and insisted, âAnswer me. Now.âShe sighed heavily despite having a reply ready in her mind.Regardless of how she answered, someone would be hurt.Still, she refused to be indecisive or lie to Xavier and Jacinta.Finally, as she tightly knitted her brows, Winnie replied somberly, âXavier, I admit that Iâve said those words before, but that was in the past. People change, and Iâm formally retracting my old statement. On that note, I never meant to lie to my granny either, and I have to explain to her why things have changed for me. Please trust me. Iâll be away now for some time. Iâm not asking for your permission; Iâm merely informing you of my wish. Even if youâre petty and refuse to let me go, I have to leave today. Do you understand?âShe conveyed her words with both sincerity and conviction.Xavierâs mind was a mess. He had no idea how he had fallen so hard for a woman nicknamed Dumbo, yet it felt like the most natural thing in the world.He furrowed his brows and responded, âI wonât stop you from leaving. Here, let me see you out.ââNo, thank you!â Jacinta planted herself between the couple and declared, âWe know the way out.âThen, she dragged Winnie with her and uttered, âYouâve really let me down, Winnie.â Her hand was shaking with rage.Winnie frowned lightly and coaxed, âLetâs go, Granny. Weâll talk about this at home.âAs they left the office, Winnie attempted to break the tense silence between her and Jacinta.Alas, her grandmother huffed pettily and turned away from her olive branch.They stepped out of Fairchild Corporation, and Winnie prepared to hail a taxi. Suddenly, Jacinta spoke up.âWe donât need a taxi. Someoneâs here to fetch us. Itâs the black car over there.â She pointed into the distance. Winnie followed the direction of her finger and unwittingly frowned.Her grandmother had pointed at a luxury vehicle with a car plate she did not recognize.Why is Granny riding around in some strangerâs expensive car? Whoâs the owner?âWhy are you daydreaming? Letâs go.â Jacinta tugged on Winnieâs arm and asked disbelievingly, âAre you regretting your decision already?ââGranny, whose car is that?âJacinta did not answer her question and replied vaguely, âWell, youâll find out when you get in.âWinnie was about to say something else when she was suddenly swarmed by a group of people.They were clearly reporters, judging by the camera or microphone in each personâs outstretched hand.âW-Whatâs going on?â The flashing cameras flustered Jacinta to no end.Spying her grandmotherâs discomfort, Winnie hurriedly pulled Jacinta behind her and demanded, âWhat are you doing?ââMs. Garland, Iâm a reporter from Orange News. Is it true that youâre actually from Yartran and not a Chanaean?âFrowning, Winnie asked, âWho told you that?ââSo it is true?
You arenât Chanaean?â another reporter piped up eagerly.More questions ensued. âDid you know that Garland Group is as good as a national business of Chanaea? It has been around for decades. You forcefully took over the corporation from your biological father and changed the company forever. How do you plan on running Garland Group now? Will you turn this Chanean business into a Yartran business instead? Please answer the question, Ms. Garland.âWinnie was perplexed.She had no idea where these reporters had gotten their information from, and she hated the invasion of privacy.Coldly, she replied, âThatâs nonsense.âShe prepared to lead Jacinta away after her curt response.Unfortunately, the sea of reporters and photographers surrounded them, preventing them from leaving.A microphone almost hit Winnie in the face.âMs. Garland, everyone knows your business partner is Nathaniel, whoâs also a foreigner. He has helped foreign investors to obtain sizeable stakes in many corporations in Chanaea. Is your collaboration with him a sign of your future plans to sell Garland Group to foreign investors?âWinnie frowned in displeasure, more from the uncomfortable proximity of the microphone to her face than the difficulty of the question.Coldly, she stretched two fingers out and elegantly pushed the microphone aside.Then, she declared, âPlease have some professionalism. Youâre trying to interview me, not murder me with a microphone.âIn fact, this is far more than an interview. Someone was livestreaming the entire incident.They had already hired a slew of ghostwriters to post comments on the livestream. Thus, the livestream immediately attracted a crowd once it began.The ghostwriters and trolls were already busy posting nasty comments: Get lost from Chanaea, you foreigner! Return our national corporation! Winnie Garland, get out of Chanaea! That was the gist of most of the comments.After all, the ghostwriters had been paid off to turn the issue into a political and national saga.They easily swayed any clueless netizens who chanced upon the livestream.A small group of Winnieâs supporters and shippers of the Vinnie Couple tried their best to defend Winnie. Alas, they were quickly overwhelmed by the onslaught of vicious comments.However, Winnieâs exceptionally calm demeanor appeared to turn the tide.She remained as serene as ever despite the reportersâ questions. Her composed reaction, including labeling their allegations as nonsense, elegantly pushing away the microphone in her face, and pointing out the reporterâs lack of professionalism, began to win over the livestream audience.The comments ensued: Haha, oh my God, that was hilarious! What kind of a bossy female CEO is she?Hahaha, right! What a perfect burn. That reporter is so unprofessional. How can you stick the microphone right in someoneâs face?Yeah! Didnât he see the elderly woman beside Winnie? Theyâre just snapping away with no concern for her wellbeing. Is it just me, or are Ms. Garlandâs fingers super pretty? Oh my God, theyâre gorgeous!
Theyâre so slender and pale.Count me in! I am in love with her hands.Hey, why is everyone crushing on her now? She hasnât even answered the reporters.One of the ghostwriters quickly changed tack when they noticed public opinion shifting in Winnieâs favor.Someone commented: Iâd advise you to search the livestream comments. Thereâs clearly evidence that sheâs working for foreigners.Yup. They even posted her foreign ID card.That topicâs trending on Twitter now.Hmm⦠Mods, I think someone is bribing ghostwriters to slander Ms. Garland. The livestream started less than fifteen minutes ago. How can the topic of her nationality be trending on Twitter already?Yeah! You wouldnât find this many viewers on a livestream breaking news of an A-listerâs marriage scandal!I had a feeling someone was trying to slander our dear Ms. Garland. Must we make life so difficult for a woman trying to build a business in this cutthroat world?Winnie was blissfully unaware of the livestreamâs existence or everything that was unfolding on the Internet.All she knew was that the reporters were upsetting her grandmother.Firmly, she declared, âIâm open to answering all your burning questions, but please stop taking photos of my grandmother. I will arrange a suitable time and place for a professional interview. In fact, we can even have it at Garland Group if you donât mind.âOne of the reporters continued blocking Winnieâs path.She smiled at him and said, âIf you insist on such shenanigans, you might be better off losing that reporterâs license and working at a factory instead.âHer words caused chills to run down the reporterâs spine. He subconsciously cleared the path for her.Just then, the owner of the black luxury car made his way to Winnie.He was none other than Winnieâs business partner, Nathaniel.âWinnie, Mdm.
Sumner, are you all right? Check this out!âAs he spoke, he passed his phone to Winnie.Only then did Winnie realize everything that transpired earlier had been shared on the web through a public livestream.Comments were flooding the livestream page at that moment.A comment read: Look at how generous Ms. Garland is. Sheâs even providing the space for a proper interview!Please, what generosity? You should be praising her sharp tongue! My God, I had a good laugh over that!Ms.
Garland fears nothing.The innocent will prevail. I believe in you, Ms. Garland.Stop blindly supporting her. I saw her foreign ID card. Itâs legit. The truth is plain to see. All of you will eat your words tomorrow.Winnie could not help but narrow her eyes when she read that comment.Trying to nitpick my nationality, eh? Hmph!