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Frederic looked at him with a blank expression.
He was only here because of what Zephyr had said—that he could pretend to betray him. He had picked this time
because he knew Yale and was aware that he would not be resting and would still be having fun at this hour.
Since he planned to get something out of Yale, of course he had to choose a time when he could get the closest to
him. He just had not expected to see Michelle like this here…
Frederic gripped his fists. It felt as if something had crumbled in his heart abruptly.
Michelle stared at him blankly as well. Her clothes were messy and her hair disheveled. There were even some
wounds on her face, and she was throwing herself at Yale.
Frederic suddenly thought he was hilarious. Years of infatuation and resolution broke down in an instant.
He had seen a quote on the internet—“When’s the moment that you suddenly stopped loving someone?”—and he
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtrealized this was this moment for Frederic.
He suddenly thought that this was all due to Michelle. Perhaps all this while, what he had liked was the feeling of
wholeheartedly liking someone. He had put Michelle on too high a pedestal all this time.
In fact, she was just like some female celebrities in the entertainment industry—except those female celebrities
were much franker than her. At least, their ambition and desire were obvious. Unlike Michelle, who had a sweet and
demure character on the outside and had to be discreet and stealthy about her desires.
“Frederic.” Yale chuckled dryly. “Listen… Don’t misunderstand this. I brought Ms. Carmichael here today to take
care of her for you because she must have had a hard time shooting…”
“I’ll have to thank you then, Mr. Yale.”
“It’s nothing worth mentioning.” Yale chuckled. “Frederic, it’s a mess in here. Shall we talk elsewhere?”
“Sure.” Frederic’s voice was composed. “You call the shots.”
Yale was slightly relieved upon seeing that Frederic did not seem angry. He got someone to send Michelle off and
took Frederic to the best VIP room in the club.
Despite that, his heart drummed on the way there. Michelle Carmichael was a sticky problem! How could she throw
herself at him at this juncture?!
“Mr. Yale, I’ve thought it through.”
“Hmm?” Yale snapped back to his senses.
Frederic looked at him with a smile. “To be honest, being with Mr. Zephyr all these years has been really hard on my
pride. If you gave me a higher status, I’d be willing to serve you!”
Late at night, in Royal Manor…
Zephyr turned around and startled awake when he did not find that pliant, sweet-smelling figure in his arms.
There was no sight of her in the bedroom either.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShocked, Zephyr did not even put on his slippers before he dashed out of the bedroom, only to see that the light in
the study was switched on.
He went over quietly and saw Cordelia on the laptop, checking the Hamerton accounts seriously entry by entry. Not
only was she checking them, but she was verifying each entry and taking notes.
Zephyr chuckled wryly. Did she have to start managing the bills on the night of their wedding?
He went in, softly pushing the door. Cordelia looked up and met his doting gaze, shooting him a sweet smile in
return.
“Darling, why didn’t you sleep a little longer?”
Zephyr fetched a cardigan to drape it over her and hugged her from the back before he hoisted her up.
Cordelia gasped. The moment Zephyr picked her up, he took her seat.
Left with nowhere to sit, Cordelia could only sit on his lap.
The man’s hands then crept up her hips…
“Stop it!” Cordelia wriggled and chuckled. “Your family’s accounts are kind of tricky to sort through.”
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