Silly Bride

Chapter 160

me. Please trust me. I’ll be away now for some time. I’m not asking for your permission; I’m merely informing you of my wish. Even if you’re petty and refuse to let me go, I have to leave today. Do you understand?”She conveyed her words with both sincerity and conviction.Xavier’s mind was a mess. He had no idea how he had fallen so hard for a woman nicknamed Dumbo, yet it felt like the most natural thing in the world.He furrowed his brows and responded, “I won’t stop you from leaving. Here, let me see you out.”“No, thank you!” Jacinta planted herself between the couple and declared, “We know the way out.”Then, she dragged Winnie with her and uttered, “You’ve really let me down, Winnie.” Her hand was shaking with rage.Winnie frowned lightly and coaxed, “Let’s go, Granny. We’ll talk about this at home.”As they left the office, Winnie attempted to break the tense silence between her and Jacinta.Alas, her grandmother huffed pettily and turned away from her olive branch.They stepped out of Fairchild Corporation, and Winnie prepared to hail a taxi. Suddenly, Jacinta spoke up.“We don’t need a taxi. Someone’s here to fetch us. It’s the black car over there.” She pointed into the distance. Winnie followed the direction of her finger and unwittingly frowned.Her grandmother had pointed at a luxury vehicle with a car plate she did not recognize.Why is Granny riding around in some stranger’s expensive car? Who’s the owner?“Why are you daydreaming? Let’s go.” Jacinta tugged on Winnie’s arm and asked disbelievingly, “Are you regretting your decision already?”“Granny, whose car is that?”Jacinta did not answer her question and replied vaguely, “Well, you’ll find out when you get in.”Winnie was about to say something else when she was suddenly swarmed by a group of people.They were clearly reporters, judging by the camera or microphone in each person’s outstretched hand.“W-What’s going on?” The flashing cameras flustered Jacinta to no end.Spying her grandmother’s discomfort, Winnie hurriedly pulled Jacinta behind her and demanded, “What are you doing?”“Ms. Garland, I’m a reporter from Orange News. Is it true that you’re actually from Yartran and not a Chanaean?”Frowning, Winnie asked, “Who told you that?”“So it is true? You aren’t Chanaean?” another reporter piped up eagerly.More questions ensued. “Did you know that Garland Group is as good as a national business of Chanaea? It has been around for decades. You forcefully took over the corporation from your biological father and changed the company forever. How do you plan on running Garland Group now? Will you turn this Chanean business into a Yartran business instead? Please answer the question, Ms. Garland.”Winnie was perplexed.She had no idea where these reporters had gotten their information from, and she hated the invasion of privacy.Coldly, she replied, “That’s nonsense.”She prepared