Married a Secret Billionaire

"That's impossible!" Wynn was agitated. "Seamus, how could you suspect me?! I...

"That day, Morpheus got hurt, and Sephy wasn't with him. He almost lost his life! I was busy taking care of him. How could I have the time and energy to plot against you guys? Besides..."

Wynn was incoherent, both angry and aggrieved. "Besides, I don't understand what you mean by an update! What kind of update am I supposedly communicating to Sephy? What information am I passing on?"

Wynn felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his voice trembled as he fought back tears. He had come to the meeting today with great excitement, thinking that someone like him didn't deserve much, but just seeing Seamus was good enough... Yet it was all his wishful thinking.

Seamus doubted and questioned him right from the start, not giving him any chance to breathe.

"I don't understand what you're saying," Wynn said as he calmed down. "But anyway, I haven't done anything you're accusing me of!"

"Okay, don't be angry. I was hasty with my words." Seamus pushed the coffee he had ordered toward Wynn.

He had seen Wynn drink this kind of coffee in Morpheus' home. It was a local blend from

Flinge. Wynn always added a bit of vanilla extract to it when he drank, so Seamus had instructed the bartender to add some vanilla extract to the coffee as well today.

it to

Wynn, the latter was flooded

Seamus' gaze was sincere. "Sephy is a naive girl, and I'm just afraid

to leave?

We ran into

do you mean

respond. He didn't need Wynn to know about

was relieved as his speculation was confirmed—Wynn, indeed, didn't have the nerve or capability

carefully thought back. The problem must have been with that flower-selling little

receiving that rose. She must have known

girl had disappeared long ago, and the rose thrown

she didn't know anyone else. Moreover, one of them was critically injured, and the other was too busy taking care of the

and prevented her from boarding the ship