Semua Bab Marrying Without You: Bab 421 - Bab 430

Tim pulled out a chair for her like a gentleman. "Please, have a seat."Once Wendy sat down, the server began serving the food, and Tim personally poured her a glass of red wine. "This place is known for these signature dishes. You should give them a try, Ms. Cox."Wendy nodded, took a few symbolic bites, and set her fork and spoon down. "Mr. Zahn, I think we should get straight to business."Tim didn't push. He set his wine glass aside and asked, "Alright. How do you propose we work together?""As everyone knows, what the Cox family needs most right now is capital. If you're willing to provide sufficient funding, I'm prepared to exchange it for a portion of Cox Group's shares."Tim raised an eyebrow. He was surprised she would make such an offer. "Ms. Cox, can you really make that call?"Wendy smiled bitterly and shook her head. "If it weren't absolutely necessary, I wouldn't suggest it either. But my father is exhausted, and my mother collapsed from stress and is now hospitaliz

Inside Tim's private club, he personally poured Wendy a glass of red wine and said, "Try this red wine. It was flown in from Fenwick this morning."Wendy took the glass and gave it a light swirl. "You seem to be in a good mood today."Tim carefully aerated his own wine. "I have some good news for you. There's been progress on Blackswan."Wendy's eyes lit up. "Really?"Tim spoke unhurriedly. "I know the owner of that company. If you'd like, I can arrange a meeting."Her heart started racing, but she kept her composure. "That would be wonderful. When?""There's no rush." Tim looked at her with a meaningful gaze. The suspicion in his eyes was clear. "Before that, you should tell me why you're so interested in this company."Of course, this was Tim. He was never easy to fool. Wendy stayed calm, as she already had her explanation ready."To be honest, I suspect what happened to my family has something to do with that company."Tim raised a brow. "Oh? Do you have any proof?"Wendy

"What exactly do you plan to do to me? Kill me? Lock me up?" Wendy asked.Her heart raced, but her face stayed calm.Her composure caught Tim off guard, and his grip loosened without him realizing it.Wendy took the chance, slipped free, and stepped back to put distance between them. "Mr. Zahn, let's stop beating around the bush.""What do you want to say?""You and Naomi worked together for profit, but now it's obvious she wants to cut you loose and go solo. Am I wrong?"Her calm analysis darkened Tim's gaze. "You know quite a lot."Wendy smiled and leaned closer. She lowered her voice as she spoke near his ear. "I know more than you think. For example…"Tim's expression shifted. "Wendy, you're playing with fire.""The fire's already burning, Mr. Zahn. Instead of getting burned alive, maybe you should think about how to put it out."Tim studied her for a long moment. He suddenly laughed. "You're smarter than I gave you credit for, Ms. Cox."He stepped closer. His tone sudde

"What?!" Wendy exclaimed.Noticing the sudden change in Rosalyn's expression, Wendy hurriedly grabbed her hand, only to flinch at how cold it was."Rosie."Rosalyn shook her head to signal that she was fine, but her fingertips were terrifyingly cold.Eric pulled her into his arms. Feeling her tremble against his chest, he said, "Calm down, Rosie."She leaned against him. Her eyes were red, but she stubbornly held back the tears. "I am calm. I want to see Matthew."Her voice was soft, but it had a chill that left no room for refusal.Eric fell silent. He wanted to say that Matthew was dangerous, but he knew there was no stopping her now.Fine. He'd keep Matthew under tight watch."Alright, I'll take you to him," Eric said.Wendy looked at Rosalyn worriedly. "Rosie, in your current state…""I'm fine." Rosalyn gently pushed Eric away and straightened up. Her gaze was terrifyingly cold."There are things I have to verify myself. I need to ask him why he killed my mom."Inside a

"Matthew confessed? And he pinned everything on me?" Naomi uttered.Seeing the color drain from her face, the maid didn't dare to make a sound."The news is already spreading. The police will probably—"Naomi shot to her feet. Her chest was heaving. "Impossible! Matthew would never betray me!"Her fists were clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. "Get the car ready. I'm going to see Tim. Don't forget to be discreet. I don't want anyone finding out."In a private dining room, Tim studied Naomi, who had suddenly called him out so late. He frowned slightly. "Mrs. Mobius, is something wrong?"Naomi's expression was dark. "Matthew confessed. He dumped everything on me."Tim raised an eyebrow. "And?""And?" Naomi sneered. "Tim, we're in this together. If I go down, you're not walking away clean either."Unhurried, Tim poured a glass of wine and held it out to her. "Mrs. Mobius, calm down. Have a drink."Naomi slapped the glass away. It shattered on the floor, and wi