Dr. Sander realized, if her arsenal of medical supplies fell short, they were in deep trouble. Samuel floored the gas pedal, the car bolting off like a greyhound out of the starting gate.As the vehicle sped away, Xander's voice, slurred and distant, echoed within the confines of the car, "Life? I never paid it much heed before... I thought if it ended, so be it. But now I want to live... Abigail just bought me new clothes; I haven't worn them yet..."Hearing this, a pang of both distress and urgency welled up within Dr. Sander. Her heart ached to think of how lightly Xander once regarded his own life, yet the worry sprouted from his deep-seated attachment to his marriage with Abigail. Due to his father's disregard for his mother and their marital bond, Xander had vowed from an early age to be a man starkly different from his father. Upon taking over the reins of Zane Corporation, he cast away all the rules set by his father and dismissed all the high-ranking officials favored by him
Abigail had a mental map of all the high-end clubs in Florivera, but the Illumination Club, a mere stone's throw away from her home, was entirely foreign to her. As she journeyed there, she could not help but wonder if this was a ruse by Ron, but the presence of Xander eased her concerns.The break of dawn saw the roads virtually empty. It did not take Abigail long to arrive at her destination. Parking her car, she was met with the sight of an abandoned, encroaching wall. A decrepit wooden gate stood at the center of the wall, above which hung a barely legible sign that read "Illumination Club". The sight was a far cry from the clubs she was used to, and it only amplified her suspicion toward Ron. As she reached for her phone to call him, a man clad in a suit materialized beside her as if out of thin air."Ms. Renee, please follow me."Abigail nearly dropped her phone from the shock but managed to grip it just in time. "Where did you pop up from?" she asked.The man remained silent
Navigating the winding path, Abigail at last came upon the structures of the building. Directly ahead was what appeared to be a spacious place for leisure and entertainment, with three or four small villas situated to the side. Calling it a club was a bit of a stretch; it was more likely Ron's private estate in Florivera, never hosting outsiders.The man in the suit left Abigail at her destination, vanishing as silently as a ghost. Looking around, she saw no other soul, the lighting within the place was dim and overall gave off an eerie vibe."Mr. Hagrid, I'm here. Where's Mr. Zane?"No one answered, but a dim light emitted from one of the villas. Abigail figured Xander and Ron would likely be there. She began to stride toward the villa when a sinister voice crept into her ear."Ms. Renee, you've finally arrived. You've kept me waiting."She followed the sound, her eyes struggling to adjust to the dim lighting. After a few moments, she saw Ron, dressed in all black, leaning agains
Ron, perceptive of Abigail's inner turmoil, suggested, "If you're uncomfortable, Ms. Renee, then maybe it's better not to look." Abigail stayed silent. Ron resumed, "Let's go then. I'll treat you to breakfast."Abigail countered, "Shouldn't you be encouraging me to check again, Mr. Hagrid?""Do you want to?" Ron asked."To confirm it's not Mr. Zane, so I can work in peace in the future.""Then have a look." Ron led Abigail back to the door, nudging it open just a sliver.From this angle, they could not see the bed, but the clothes strewn about at its foot were clearly visible. The scattered white shirt and black trousers appeared ordinary, but the unique embroidery on the cuffs belonged solely to Xander's wardrobe. Not only did the clothes confirm the man in bed was Xander but also the voices of the pair, both of which Abigail knew too well. Even if they were in the throes of passion, Abigail could tell it was Xander and Mallory.'Did Xander really sleep with Mallory? He never ev
'All men are... no, I can't brand all men. Nathan is also a man, but I'm certain he isn't a scoundrel.'Though Abigail kept silent, her expression provided Ron with the answer he sought. "Abigail, let me ask you; if your husband was unfaithful, would you forgive him?""Mr. Hagrid, you and Xander may be that sort of men, but don't assume every man is like you." Despite the fact that she could hardly remember Nathan's face, Abigail steadfastly believed he would not betray their marriage. This was because Nathan had once promised to live a good life with her.Ron laughed. "Hmm... Ms. Renee, when you think about your time with your husband, have you never doubted that he could betray you?"Abigail did not want to let Ron disrupt her relationship with Nathan. "So, Mr. Hagrid, did you bring me here to discuss my relationship with my husband?""No, it wasn't me who asked you to come. It was Xander who wanted me to fetch you to take him home. But judging by the sound in the room, I think
Abigail sighed heavily. After all, she was just Xander's assistant; she had no right to intervene in Xander's personal life. The first rule of a good personal assistant was to obey their employer, not to ask too many questions about things they were not supposed to know about, to pretend not to know even when they did, and certainly not to dictate the employer's private life. She told herself to let it go, to pretend she had not seen or heard anything today. Yet, something was gnawing at her, making her uncomfortable. If Xander had always presented himself as a playboy, cheating on his wife, she might have found it easier to accept. Instead, Xander's usual affectionate-husband image and his faithfulness to his marriage made her respect him even more.She had been working alongside Xander for a year now. In her mind, he was more than just her boss; he was a mentor, a guide, someone she deeply respected. Seeing such a person change so dramatically was hard for anyone to digest, but she
'No, it's not Xander! This man wears Xander's face, but the drastic difference in height and build makes it impossible,' she reasoned. An ominous feeling washed over her, causing her to back away instinctively. "Mr. Hagrid, what are you trying to do?" she asked, fear lacing her words.Ron addressed the man, "You act out the scene with her. If she can't get into character, or if her performance isn't convincing, take her for real." With those words, he walked out, leaving Mallory alone with the stranger.Clutching her clothing to her body, Mallory trembled. "I'll play along, just... don't touch me."The man laughed as he undressed. "Who do you think you are? As if I'd want to touch you!" Mallory muttered under her breath, but the man did not catch it. "What did you say?" he asked."Nothing," she replied. Desperate not to be violated, Mallory decided to play her part alongside the stranger.By the time Ron returned, the play had ended. Mallory had not yet managed to shake her fear o
Mallory asked, "Can I leave now?"Ron answered, "Sure!"Mallory got up. But her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand.Ron then asked someone to help her leave.After sending Mallory away, the man who pretended to be Xander had his makeup completely removed too. He respectfully looked at Ron. "Mr. Hagrid, I'll leave now."Ron nodded. "Your sisters' makeup skills are indeed quite good. I'll still need the three of you in the future. Don't let your skills get rusty.""Understood." The man respectfully left after he said that. He did not say any words that he should not have said.After the man left, Ron then lit up a cigarette again. He took a few deep puffs before he smiled as he said, "Xander, Xander. Why are you so stubborn? Abigail won't misunderstand you if you just return my Emma back to me. I really want to see how you can make Abigail believe there's nothing going on between you and Mallory."...When Abigail got home, Felix and Melody were having breakfast.The