âSure.â Cocking her brow slightly, Winnie put her phone away. âWhatever you say, Handsome.âDespite how her eyes glistened as she spoke, they still carried a tinge of mischief within them.The look in her eyes jolted Xavier, as he suddenly felt a gaping distance between them, even though she was standing right before him at armâs length.âHold my hand tightly.â Looking at Winnie, Xavier could not help but furrow his brows.His hands were indeed a sight to behold. With a large palm, slender fingers, and the right proportion of bones and muscles, anyone with a hand fetish would definitely feel their knees buckle.His face was not the only part of him that Winnie admired. Naturally, it also included his perfect-
looking hands.Smiling, she did more than just hold his hand tightly. One by one, she threaded her fingers in between his.As for her smile, it brimmed with such charm that it stunned Xavier on his feet.When she was a fool, she was already capable of mesmerizing me to the extent of losing control.
Now that she isnât, is she going to seduce my entire being from me? She even took the initiative to clasp her fingers with mine. Does she even know what sheâs doing? Given that sheâs not really a retard, she must be aware of whatâs going on the entire time.If it was not for the loud commotion coming from the mansion, he would have hugged her in his tight embrace and kissed her until she was breathlessly whispering sweet nothings in his ear.In the end, he managed to keep his urges in check.
Holding her dainty hands tightly, he strode to the mansion together with her.The moment they arrived, they saw the bodyguard washing his eyes at the pond outside the backdoor.Xavier frowned at the sight.
âWhat did they throw at you? Do you need to go to the hospital?ââItâs fine, Mr. Fairchild. Itâs just sand.
Anyway, I have already locked the main door. It will keep them out for the time being.âThe bodyguard had barely finished when he inquired, âShould we call the police? Itâs quite the mob out there.ââNo,â
Xavier rejected the bodyguardâs suggestion.Once they made a police report, Zyon and the others would be able to find out about it immediately since the police stationâs network was now linked to the internet.Therefore, he did not want to do it for fear of having his plan disrupted.âBring me my wheelchair,â Xavier ordered the driver, who did as he was told.Subsequently, he wheeled Xavier out to the front.Throughout the entire episode, Xavier did not let go of Winnieâs hand at all.It was not until he sawâthrough the glass doorâthe belligerent group of islanders led by one of the Briggses that he let go of her hand and moved her behind him to shield her.With that, he ordered the driver, âOpen the door and record everything on video with your phone. Make sure you capture everyoneâs face in it.ââUnderstood!â Even though the driver did as he was told, he could not help but worry still.âMr.
Fairchild, should we get Mrs. Fairchild to hide in the room upstairs? Iâm afraid they might be targeting her.âHaving heard the driverâs words, Winnie raised her brows in appreciation of his good intentions.Nevertheless, she did not share his sentiments, for she knew that the crowd was unlikely there because of her. Insteadâ¦âNo, they didnât come for her.â Xavier shot a cold glance at the crowd outside and scoffed, âTheyâre here for money.âWinnie quietly agreed with his assessment. His sentiments are exactly the same as mine. She was never the foolish girl kidnapped by the Briggs family to be sold. The islanders might not have seen the girl before, but the same could not be said of the Briggs family.Despite obviously knowing that she was not the âwifeâ they were looking for, they continued to cause trouble over the matter. Hence, other than extortion, Winnie could not think of any other rationale for their actions.Furthermore, the driver had whetted the âwell-intentionedâ islandersâ
greed when he went around throwing money on the beach. As a result, these âgood samaritansâ were now back for more on the pretext of helping the Briggs family get their bride back.Hehe, thatâs human nature for you. They wonât do anything unless thereâs something in it for them.Leaning languidly against a table, Winnie was waiting with anticipation to see how Xavier would deal with the group.Is he going to solve it with money again? It would be boring if he did. Besides, I donât think he has that much cash on him on such short notice.As the driver opened the door, Hayden, who was heading the mob, swiftly barged in.As he was taught a lesson by the bodyguard the last time round, his head, face, and arms were covered in bandages. In fact, he even had two men to help him walk. In spite of that, one could not deny that it could just be an act to elicit sympathy.âYou thief! How dare you steal my wifeââ With his finger pointing at Xavier, Hayden was interrupted by a big vase smashed at his feet.Stunned, he scolded, âWhat are you doing? How dare an outsider like you come here and throw your weight around? Do you intend to beat me to death? If you lay a finger on me, Iâll make sure you go to prison for the rest of your life!âLetting out a snort, Xavier retorted in an icy tone, âFor trafficking a lady and trespassing on someoneâs home, who do you think will end up in jail?ââWhat do you mean by trafficking?â Hayden thrust his chin forward as he swore, âStop spewing f*cking nonsense. Thatâs my wife you got there. If you know any better, you better return her to me!âWhile Hayden was speaking, he pointed his finger at Winnie, who stood behind Xavier.Then, he instigated the crowd, âGo on. Take her back for me!âWith an icy glint flashing in his eyes, Xavier raised his hands and threw another vase at them.As the vase shattered into countless shards on the ground, it formed a natural barrier between him and the mob.His voice was cold, while his body exuded a dangerous aura. âLetâs see who dares to come forward. Iâll make sure he rots in prison for the rest of his life.âGiven how intimidating Xavier was, none of the islanders were brave enough to approach.Driven to desperation, Hayden smacked the man beside him on the head.âWhat the hell are you afraid of? Charge!ââUm, Mr. Briggs, that man has accused us of trespassing on private property. What am I going to do if he really gets the police to arrest me?ââAre you an idiot?â Hayden exploded. âDidnât you say this is a holiday mansion owned by your uncle? Since itâs your uncleâs house, whatâs wrong with you entering it?ââOh, youâre right. This is indeed my uncleâs house. Since weâre relatives, Iâm technically not breaking the law.âWinnie, who was enjoying the drama, was speechless. What sort of idiotic legal interpretation is that?Narrowing his eyes, Xavier gave his driver a look. âGive the landlord a call.âWhile it was true he did not own the mansion and only rented it for the time being, he had the right to use the mansion during the rental period.Therefore, he did not mind using the most direct method to shut those fools up, who knew nothing about the law.