Nancy had intended to keep things under wraps and pretend she never found that packet of condoms, but now, she realized that it was impossible for her to ignore all this. She was too disgusted by this. "I need to go out for some fresh air!" Nancy tossed her books onto the desk and stormed out of the room. Yaacob glanced at her retreating figure, then at Xander. "What did you do?" "Nothing. I wouldn't dare touch her again, not after what you did to me," Xander said as he took a napkin to wipe the lipstick stain from his neck. "You missed a spot, Mr. Jenkins. Here, let me help you." Lisa approached him, but Yaacob stopped her, "Lisa, go check on Nancy and see if she needs anything. Order her something if she's hungry." "Okay, Mr. Getson." Lisa begrudgingly tore herself away from Xander and stepped out of the room. As soon as she left, Yaacob turned to Xander. "Don't do this in my office. It ruins the atmosphere." "Are you seriously trying to ruin my vibes, Yaacob?" Xander p

Yaacob could tell she was making a jab at him. He raised his brows quizzically, "What do you think is going on between me and Lisa?" "Your work is long and boring, and most of the time, lonely, so you need a hot secretary around to fill your time, don't you?" Nancy echoed what Lisa had told her. "Otherwise why did you hire someone like her?" "What do you mean, someone like her?" "You know what I'm trying to say." Nancy was unwilling to utter those nasty words. "The kind of woman that any man would want to sleep with!" Curvy and voluptuous! The kind of woman every man would kill to be with! Not to mention after their brief conversation, Nancy could deduce that Lisa had no other special talents besides her looks, so there was no way Yaacob could have hired her for her knowledge or executive skills. "The kind of woman any man would want to sleep with? Aren't you describing yourself?" Yaacob asked, and even teasingly squeezed Nancy's buttocks for good measure. "Hey, I'm being

"How are you going to find someone prettier than her?" Yaacob retorted, echoing exactly what Nancy was thinking. If it were not for the fact that they were in public, she would give him a big, wet kiss right that instant! Rosa's expression turned dark. "How can you be preoccupied with just her looks? Do you even have any idea how bad her reputation is right now? Not only is she divorced, but there have been rumors about her and Spencer dating back from years ago! Don't even let me begin with the dirty ways she used to rise to fame—sleeping with music directors, manipulating people, and she's even a druggie! She's just pretending to be innocent. Everyone in the entertainment industry knows just how manipulative she is! She stole her own sister's husband, for God's sake! Don't be fooled, Yaacob." Nancy was so infuriated that she almost leaped to her feet. It was one thing to accuse her of being manipulative, but another thing entirely to accuse her of doing drugs. Rosa was even

"Ahem!" Nancy let out a loud cough to signify her presence. The guest all turned to glance at her and ceased their discussion. "Why didn't either of you consider the possibility that my husband could have bought that vase and brought it back from overseas? Don't you all know that money can get you anything?" Nancy had not intended to act so cockily at all, but she could not stand hearing anyone judge Yaacob's taste. "My husband is Yaacob Getson, after all. He doesn't need to buy any counterfeit. He can easily get his hands on the real deal." "Tsk, Nancy. I guess you think you're all high and mighty now that you're rich," one of the guests sneered. That woman's name was Lizzy Suess, and she was a singer who had become famous from a talent show. She also happened to be one of Teresa's best friends. She had always despised Nancy and would always be the first out of Teresa's lackeys to defend her. Thus, Nancy did not see the need to save her face. "I've always been this cocky. Yo

As soon as Yvonne left, Nancy turned on the television once more. Yaacob's face appeared on the screen. "How's your studying going? Since you've been working hard, you're allowed to take an hour off to watch TV, but you have to go to bed on time after that. You should stop lying in bed for hours just scrolling on your phone." Nancy could not believe this. Had Yaacob specifically recorded different video clips for specific times of the day? How many video clips did he make? It seemed that he had programmed the television to play a specific clip for each time of the day, which would appear before leading Nancy to the channel selection page. However, Nancy suddenly lost her interest in watching TV after this. She turned off the TV, then turned it on again after a few minutes, and repeated this a few more times just to catch that glimpse of Yaacob's face on screen. She wondered what he was up to. She decided she would find out for herself, so she texted him. "I saw the recordin