Silly Bride

Chapter 242

a woman you like, so I’m genuinely happy for you. I won’t possibly fight you for her.”“Thank you, Hal!” While saying that, Christopher got to his feet. “I’ll bring her over to meet you and get acquainted.”Harold bobbed his head in agreement.The instant Wesley saw that Christopher had left, he sprang to his feet and hurried over to Harold.In a voice brimming with loathing, he hissed. “Do you really believe the nonsense he spouted about the woman resembling his dead woman by sheer coincidence, Mr. Horton? That woman is more than likely suspicious, and they’re both in cahoots for sure! Chris is definitely plotting against you!”At once, Harold pinned a sharp gaze on the man.“Are you using me? I hate seeing my subordinates fight among themselves. You don’t like him and wish to get rid of him, so you accuse him blindly without any proof. If everyone under my command acts in a similar fashion, will there be any more order henceforth? If you’re really that capable, show me proof. At that time, I’ll definitely torture him to the point that he wishes for death, even without you having to play any tricks. But if you keep playing games with me, you know the consequences—I’ll make you regret ever being born.” His threat was no joke, for he could undoubtedly make someone regret ever being born.Terrified, Wesley trembled uncontrollably. “I got it, Mr. Horton. I’ll be sure to look for proof.”Harold threw him a look.As though the unpleasant situation earlier had never happened, he drawled with a faint smile, “Why are you still standing here? Go back and sit down. Act naturally without giving away your suspicions, lest he becomes disillusioned. If you were to kill Chris, you would have to take over his work. You might not want to admit it, but he’s indeed better than you in some aspects.”Wesley gritted his teeth, resentment blazing hotly within him. “Okay, I got it.”No sooner had he finished speaking than Christopher walked over with Winnie.Seeing that, he hurriedly stood up ingratiatingly. “You’re back, Chris, Vivian. Quick, have a seat. I’ll go elsewhere to have a drink.”Of course, that was all an act. But then, Christopher was no greenhorn either. He instantly wrapped an arm around the man’s shoulder.“Where are you going? There’s plenty of space here. Here, I’ll toast you. Thank you for picking her up that day when I couldn’t make it since I had something to do.”As he spoke, he hugged Winnie tightly around the waist.Playing along, Winnie gently leaned against the man’s shoulder.Tilting her head, she regarded Wesley while smiling gently. “Yeah, I’m really grateful to you for having taken such good care of me throughout the drive that day.”Despite the smile on her face, the look in her eyes as she stared at him was dark and cold.Christopher couldn’t quite see her gaze from her current position, but Wesley could perceive it clearly. The same went for Harold, who was sitting right across from them.Wesley shuddered at the look in her eyes while Harold imperceptibly narrowed his eyes.Studying Winnie, Harold urged smilingly, “We’re all family, so there’s no need for thanks. Have a seat, everyone.”“Yeah, do have a seat.” Pressing down on Wesley’s shoulder, Christopher had him sit. Then, he introduced Winnie to Harold while holding her hand.“Hal, this is Vivian, whom I mentioned to you before. She’s my woman. Vivian, this is Mr. Horton, whom I told you about. Quick, greet him.”Harold smiled, his voice as gentle as ever. “There’s no need to address me as ‘Mr. Horton.’ Just call me Hal like Chris.”As he spoke, he lifted his hand. Immediately, someone respectfully handed him a monetary gift from behind.He held the monetary gift out to Winnie, his dark eyes dancing with merriment. “Consider this a meeting gift from me since we’re meeting for the first time.”Winnie didn’t take it but instinctively looked at Christopher for permission.Chuckling, Christopher spoke as he stroked her head.“Take it since Mr. Horton is giving it to you. But you can’t be disrespectful simply because he’s good-natured, so do greet him. Come on, be good.”Murmuring in acquiescence, Winnie slowly reached out and took the monetary gift from Harold.Pinning her gaze on the man, she flashed him a seductive smile. “Thank you, Hal.”I told her to address him as “Mr. Horton,” yet she called him Hal!Christopher promptly stopped stroking her head. Exerting force, he held the back of her head with his hand hard.“Did you not hear what I said just now?”Winnie tilted her head back and looked at him. She remained smiling without any change in expression. “I heard you, Chris. Is something the matter?”Christopher’s brows knitted deeply. “What’s the meaning of this? Are you challenging me? Why is it that you seem to have become someone else entirely?”“Not at all. Such has always been my personality.” Winnie languidly smoothed her hair that had gone messy from his actions. Without showing him any respect, she sat down right before him.Christopher shot daggers at her, livid to the point that his chest heaved violently. “You played me for a fool?”Casually taking a piece of fruit, Winnie tossed it into her mouth.She didn’t even bother sparing him a look as she snickered and retorted, “Don’t make it sound so serious. We merely had fun for a few nights. Why, were you planning to marry me or something, Chris?”Wesley didn’t expect her to reveal her true colors so quickly. At the sight of Christopher utterly anguished as she picked on him, he couldn’t help feeling gratified.“Wow, it turns out that you’re a romance scammer, Ms. Vivian! You even duped our innocent Chris and had us greeting you so politely! How wicked of you!”“Shut the f*ck up!” Christopher bellowed, flying off his handle when he heard the man chiming in at the side.When he whirled around again, the gun in his hand was already pointed right at Winnie’s temple.The moment the muzzle of the gun pressed against her temple, Winnie arched a brow.But in no time, she regained her composure. “What are you doing, Chris? Don’t you think you’re going overboard to treat a woman in such a manner?”Christopher gritted his teeth. “Why did you lie to me? Did I do anything wrong by you?”Winnie sat on the chair calmly without moving a muscle. In fact, she flashed Harold, who sat across from her, a smile. “Not at all, Chris. Not only are you big, but you’ve also got great stamina. As such, you naturally didn’t do anything wrong. Regretfully, you’re not my cup of tea.”Christopher’s eyes went red-rimmed, and disappointment was written all over his face. “Who’s your cup of tea, then?”Turning, Winnie grinned at him. “You’re asking the obvious, no? Are you just unwilling to acknowledge the truth, or are you jealous? Don’t tell me you want to shoot your boss dead?”Christopher lifted his thumb and flicked off the safety of his gun. “You’re simply courting death! A fickle woman like you deserves to die!”“Hah!” Winnie snorted coldly. She didn’t bother entertaining the man further. Instead, she shifted her gaze to Harold. “What are you going to do, Mr. Horton? Your subordinate wants to kill me.”Harold gave a soft snigger, his eyes blanketed with a layer of frost. “It isn’t appropriate for me to interfere when it’s a domestic matter.”“Even so, are you not planning to ask why I want to approach you at the risk of my life, Mr. Horton?”Alas, the smile on Harold’s face merely grew even wider. “Are you worth it? You’re nothing but a b*tch.”In response, Winnie quirked an eyebrow. “It seems you’re not really interested in the new formulation after all, Mr. Horton. What a pity that I expended so much effort and braved such danger to seek you out.”At the mention of the “new formulation,” Harold’s expression instantly changed. “What are you talking about? What new formulation?”Winnie languidly reclined against the chair. “What other new formulation do you think there is,