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Yaslyn burst into a light chuckle as she finally understood why Xoan looked so unhappy. He was jealous!"Xoan, you're acting like a child," Yaslyn commented.Xoan had always displayed a demeanor of maturity and composure, with perhaps an occasional hint of ruthlessness. It was surprising to see him bicker like a child.Continuing from where he left off, he replied, "Come home with me."Xoan, noticing the mischievous smile on Yaslyn's face, felt even more irritated. Without exchanging pleasantries, he grabbed her arm and led her away.Behind them, Harrison was more intrigued by the words 'girlfriend' than anything else. Realizing that the notoriously icy Yaslyn had a boyfriend who was also the president of the Warren Group, he considered it valuable information.Harrison gleefully roamed the office, spreading the news like wildfire throughout the company.Yaslyn, who was dragged into the car by Xoan, sensed a chilling shift in the atmosphere."What's your relationship with that

"It's been a while, Ms. Lyon. How have you been?"Rowan's voice still carried that aloof, indifferent tone, as if nothing in the world could capture his interest."I've been well, thank you. Mr. Yackley, aren't you being too concerned about me?" Yaslyn asked.Although Rowan had no explicit intentions toward her, Yaslyn still sensed a hidden agenda."I've said it before. I admire you, Ms. Lyon. A bit of concern should be expected," Rowan said, leaning in with a light laugh."If I must give a reason, then it's simply that I like you."Yaslyn peered into his smiling eyes, feeling a chill creep up her spine for some inexplicable reason. "The world is filled with people, Mr. Yackley. Why focus solely on me?""It's not about holding onto you. It's that you possess something that I find appealing," Rowan replied, swirling his wine glass in high spirits."You should know, Ms. Lyon, my interest in you isn't something new."Yaslyn felt annoyed but held her tongue since they were in a pu

There was an eerie silence in the dim room with no lights on. Yaslyn was surprised but remained stoic. Reaching for the light switch, she paused when she heard a muffled voice from somewhere in the room. In the quiet atmosphere, she could hear the words clearly, "I told you, I can't drink anymore. Please don't make me..." The voice sounded vaguely familiar. Yaslyn could have sworn she heard it before.Shortly after, she heard the soft sound of someone turning on the bed. It seemed like someone drunk was sleeping it off in here. Could Yollanda's plan have been to bring her, drugged as she was, to someone inebriated—all to ruin her reputation?While lamenting Yollanda's lowly tactics, Yaslyn discreetly observed the room. The only smell was a faint rose fragrance, suggesting that this person was simply asleep, not drugged. Hesitant to take chances, Yaslyn turned on her phone's flashlight to illuminate the sleeper's face. The next second, her expression turned as dark as coal. The person

Actually, Xoan had ordered his security to encircle the Stewart family mainly out of concern for Yaslyn's safety, lest the culprits escape. Little did he know, his actions would prove to be useful."I still remember what the waiter who led me looks like," Yaslyn casually mentioned. The man's legs immediately weakened, and he began to tremble."What are you nervous about? I haven't said anything yet." Yaslyn folded her arms and paced back and forth in front of him, watching as beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Deciding it was time to speak, she questioned, "So, was it Yollanda who asked you to lead me into that room?"Remembering Yollanda's instructions and thinking about his innocent child, the waiter hardened his resolve and declared, "I don't even know Ms. Stewart. I led you to the room because you were drunk and asked me to."Yaslyn raised an eyebrow. "Not telling the truth?"He was offered a way out and chose not to take it. Yaslyn felt no need to sympathize with him an

Yaslyn gave Zyra a comforting look as if to keep her from overthinking. "Don't take it to heart. Marcus has always talked like this."Upon hearing this, Zyra's strained expression fell apart. She was on the brink of tears. "I'm fine," she said, sniffing and forcing herself to be strong."Alright, don't worry. I'll give him a talking-to when I get back.""Thank you, Yaslyn," Zyra said, grateful for the support.Worried that Zyra might break down in tears, Yaslyn quickly left with Xoan.Once back in the car, Yaslyn noticed Marcus sulking in the back seat. She could not help but ask, "Why did you speak like that? Do you really not like her?""Of course not. Who could like someone as clueless and foolish as her?" Marcus said."So you're just being stubborn, huh? Then why do you care if there's another man in her house? Marcus, I didn't know you were so meddlesome."Noticing a slight change in his expression, Yaslyn continued, "And I suspect you're upset now because she asked you to