"Mr. Zane, if I'm reassigned, what about you?" For the first time, Paxton questioned Xander's work arrangement. Not for his own sake, but out of concern for Xander."And since when do I have to explain my decisions to you?" Xander shot back.Paxton wanted to argue, but he could only mutter, "Yes" because he knew once Xander had made up his mind, he was powerless to change it.Perhaps detecting Paxton's reluctance, Xander added, "If she gets so much as a scratch, you know what to do.""Yes, sir. I understand," Paxton replied.Xander had always treated him with respect, but this was the first time he had been so harsh. At that moment, Paxton seemed to understand Dr. Sander's worries from the previous night. He had been by Xander's side for years, handling many problems and dangers for him. Now, he was being reassigned to protect Abigail, a mere assistant, their enemies would not even consider her a target. There was no need for him to be reassigned for such a task. Paxton did not un
Spotting Abigail's clear desire to avoid spending even a second more in his presence, Xander's eyebrows knitted together, a spark of irritation igniting within him. With a whirl, he stormed off, leaving Abigail to breathe a sigh of relief as she hailed a cab to the home decor mall. En route, her phone chimed with a message from Nathan.[Abigail...]'Just saying my name and not saying anything else? What's wrong with this man?' Abigail thought, her fingers flying across the screen as she typed out a flurry of words.[You saved me last night, why didn't you wait for me to wake up before leaving? Why did you leave me in the care of another man?]The message was delivered but no response came, adding to her frustration. She typed out another message, her impatience evident.[Nathan, answer me. Stop avoiding the questions.]Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Nathan responded: [Isn't it good to have your boss take care of you?]Irritation flashed in her eyes as she read his me
'So, he's making a fool out of me, huh?'Nathan: [Abigail...]Abigail: [Hmm?]Nathan: [Can we not get divorced?]Until last night, Abigail had been steadfast in her decision to divorce Nathan. But when she was cornered and he burst through the door to rescue her, she had felt a peace she could not explain. As if his presence was a shield, protecting her from harm. From that moment, her resolve to divorce wavered. Theirs had been a whirlwind marriage, they had not really lived together after that, and he had mistakenly thought she had been unfaithful, wanting a divorce. None of it was wrong. If she were in his shoes and thought he had cheated, she too would have asked for a divorce.With this realization, she replied: [It's not out of the question, but we'd need to talk in person.]Xander, seeing this message from Abigail, felt a weight lift from his heart. 'If Abigail's attitude toward Nathan is changing, then I should be able to tell her soon that Nathan and Xander are the same
As Abigail was contemplating whether to place a deposit, Melody suddenly pointed out a crucial issue. "Hey, Caterpie, wait a minute. We haven't even had our cabinets made yet. Shouldn't we hold off on the ready-made sofa?""You're right. Shouldn't we learn about the renovation process first?" Abigail had an "Aha" moment. The two of them were newbies when it came to remodeling. They barely understood the basics, let alone the details."Let's do some online research about renovation first," Melody suggested. "I've heard that renovation is a minefield. One wrong step and you're in over your head."Abigail agreed, "Then let's go home and do some research."Melody added, "The salesperson said that the banks are quick to disburse loans at the beginning of the year. If we're lucky, we could get our loan in a day or two. Once we get the loan, we can take possession of the apartment, start the renovation, and stop paying rent."The thought of owning her own cozy little nest in Florivera br
Melody was quick-tempered and found it hard to control her emotions when frustrated. "What utter nonsense! Who are you framing here?""Mel, take it easy. Let me handle this." Abigail held Melody back, remaining calm in the face of the domineering security guard. "We've stopped. What seems to be the problem?"The guard glanced at Mallory, and upon receiving a nod from her, he said, "We suspect you of stealing from a customer in the mall. We need to search you."Abigail chuckled lightly. "Search us? Who gave you that right?"The guard, oblivious to the legalities, was keen on pleasing Mallory, unaware he had no real authority to conduct a search. "Since you're not cooperating, we'll have to ask you to accompany us to the office."Melody, whom Abigail had been shielding, burst in front of her, agitated. "I'd like to see you try!"At this point, Mallory strolled over, certain of her victory. "Your refusal to be searched only proves your guilt.""And if you falsely accuse me of eatin
"Dispute or not, you have no right to accuse Abigail of theft." Xander's voice, cold as ice, resounded through the phone. "Max, keep your Guzman clan in check. If any of you dare lay a finger on Abigail again, I won't let it slide." Without another word, Xander hung up.Max listened to the unending beep of the disconnected call, his face darkening by the second, anger coursing through him as he hurled his phone across the room.He and Xander were born in the same year, with Max being a few months older. They both were successors of the Big Four Families. But, because of Zane Corporation's growing success under Xander's leadership, Max had been overshadowed at every turn. It was a bitter pill to swallow. He yearned for the day when Xander would kneel before him. Despite his many attempts to change the status quo, he had had no success. Instead, he found himself and the Guzman Corporation gradually being pushed toward an irrecoverable downfall.A surge of pent-up frustration welled wi
She grumbled under her breath, "He's the one who took the initiative to ask if there's anything interesting, yet showed an indifferent attitude when I told him so. Does he even want to have a proper conversation?"Unbeknownst to Abigail, the Xander right now was at a loss about the reason she never mentioned him in her private life. He felt he had been a good superior to Abigail all along, but was bewildered by Abigail's disgust toward him. Still confused, he called Malcolm for help, expecting him to be more experienced with romantic relationships. "What should I do when I angered my wife during our conversation?"Malcolm sent him a recorded message. "Xander, I'm getting more and more interested in this wife of yours. I wonder what's so special about her that you would place so much attention on her.""Because she's the wife," said Xander with a simple yet powerful answer. She was his wife, so he must protect her for life.A playboy like Malcolm naturally would not know Xander's st
"Your husband? Others might think you're close to him if you call him that affectionately, " said Melody sarcastically as she clicked her tongue. "I'd really want to see what that cheapskate husband of yours gifted you after you've been married for so long. I hope it's not some cheap knock-off from a flea market somewhere. I'd roll on the floor laughing.""You don't have to be so mean, you wench. I could just open it up and let you have a look," said Abigail as she opened the gift in front of Melody.There was a more intricately designed box within the box that was gifted and a beautiful necklace was placed inside it. The necklace had a star-shaped centerpiece that looked like it was made from diamond...Abigail took it out and rubbed it in her fingers. "What do you think, Mel? Does it look like it's made of glass or diamond?"Melody took it into her hands and had a close-up look at it. "The workmanship looks good, but there's no brand logo on it. It's not an internationally recogn