The Cherished Wife

"Don't you know what's going on? Haven't you seen today's news yet?" Winter asked, stunned. "Someone posted pictures of me at Collosus Group's annual dinner online."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Suzy asked, confused. "I've been at home with my parents the past two days and haven't been paying attention to the news. But shouldn't that be a good thing if that's what's happened?"

"Not at all. It may have been if it was reported positively, but it was done so negatively. Someone took a picture of Charles and me from an odd angle and sold it to the paparazzi. Now, all the headlines are about me and Charles, saying that we have a hidden relationship. This wouldn't matter all that much if I weren't married, but the thing is that I'm married to Xavier. Moreover, Xavier and Charles are connected in their own way as well. Suzy, you've got to help me come up with a plan!"

"That's going to be difficult to deal with. Does Charles know about this? What about Royal Star?" Suzy's brows knitted themselves together tightly. "You should immediately leave that place and head back home, Winter. It'd be best if you could get yourself onto a flight today. We can't put off dealing with this issue. If your public image gets affected, there's no doubt that given Charles' personality, he will opt to protect his own peace and turn his back on you."

hurriedly nodded before she added, "Xavier already knows about this, and he seems really angry. He just left. Would

home right now, Ms. Winter Shaw. Xavier will be fine once we've taken care of everything on our end," Suzy said exasperatedly. "I'll book you a

"Winter Shaw again? Didn't your dad and I tell you to cut ties with that woman? Weren't you hurt enough from

Suzy said, a cold look emanating from her eyes as she clutched her phone. "All the hurt I had to endure back then is precisely why I'm still in touch

I've enrolled you in a school overseas, and we'll

done with this, but I won't take a single step out of Brookville before this, and that's that." Suzy put an end to the conversation with Mrs. Atherton, who sighed. She knew what her daughter was doing was wrong but had no idea how to stop her. "Hubby, say something