NovelEnglishChapter 489
“Tsk.” Xanthea’s brows arched in amusement, murmuring, “Knowing I’m a catch, and yet here she is, daring to
steal my husband?”
Leonard glanced at her self-satisfied smirk, quite perplexed.
Another woman was pouring her heart out to her man, and here she was, looking all proud. What was up with
that?
She must have only caught the “intelligent and stunningly beautiful” part, huh?
“I know | shouldn't disturb you, but I just can’t control my feelings. I'd be willing to be with you, even without any
official title.”
Roxanne blurted it all out in one go, noticing he was still fully engrossed in the reports before him, seemingly
oblivious to her confession, she couldn't help feeling a bit embarrassed.
In terms of age, family background, or looks, she really didn’t hold a candle to Xanthea, but.
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“Actually, we share the skind of childhood trauma.
Even though I'm the heiress to the MR Group, I've been embroiled in family power struggles since | was little,
enduring endless torment from stepmothers and relatives. Surviving till today was all due to my inner strength
and a burning desire for revenge.
Such feelings, such lifelong scars and shadows, | bet someone who's been the apple of everyone's eye from
childhood like Ms. Nightshade could never understand.
Not only do | understand you, but | can also support you in business.”
Before her voice tailed off, Orion set aside his reports and took off his headset.
Roxanne’s heart pounded unceasingly at his actions, only to meet his slowly lifted gaze, icy and piercing, as if he
something inanimate.
Was looking at
Meanwhile, outside the door, two eager eavesdroppers pressed their ears tightly against the wood, holding their
breath, waiting for his reply.
After what seemed like an eternity, they only heard him say, “You're blocking the sunlight.”
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Xanthea was confused. What was that? Were they even talking about the sthing? Leonard was just as
baffled. What sunlight? What was he talking about?
In the office, Roxanne was also taken aback, taking a few seconds to realize he was referring to a potted plant on
the desk, quickly stepping back.
As she retreated, it dawned on her.
The plant on the desk was an iris. The flower Xanthea proposed with during the Celestial Cinema Awards
ceremony, the one widely reported by major online media and newspapers at their wedding - their love's
emblem.
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His words meant she wasn’t even worthy of standing in front of a flower casually given by Xanthea.
This immense humiliation hit her like a ton of bricks, leaving her utterly mortified.
“Mr. Marlowe, Mrs. Lockwood, what are you doing leaning at the door?”
Suddenly, Cedric’s loud voice rang out behind them, startling Xanthea and Leonard so much they accidentally
pushed the office door open and stumbled in due to the momentum.
By stwist of fate, Xanthea ended up right at Orion's feet.
“Xannie?”
Orion's eyes narrowed slightly, his quick reflexes pulling her into his embrace.
Roxanne turned pale as she realized the situation. She had been confessing to Orion, and Xanthea had been
listening all along?
As Xanthea steadied herself, before she could get a good look at Roxanne, the latter dashed out of the office like
a bat out of hell
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