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Zephyr took Cordelia back to the bedroom and pinned her down for some compensation… He had only let go of
Cordelia slowly after a lingering kiss when she honestly could no longer take it the last time and whined pleadingly.
“Darling.” He kept her in his arms and rubbed her ears. “I think you aren’t too eager recently…”
“I am not?” Cordelia was groggy as she chortled. “Maybe I’ve been more tired recently. I’m always sleepy and
hungry…”
Zephyr felt bad.
Since Cordelia began managing the family affairs, she had been incredibly busy. Instead, he grew freer—a day
passed with a meeting in the office, meeting some business partners, and signing a few documents. He had never
imagined that he really would stand behind his wife now when he used to front everything.
It pulled a smile from Zephyr. He thought that he ought to take Cordelia for a holiday when the matter with Marcus
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That was supposed to be her hometown. He had accompanied Rowan this time, and it felt nice.
The place was beautiful, and the people were down to earth. Irwin’s private forest, especially, was gorgeously taken
care of. The tropical rainforest in the center had unique fireflies with double sets of wings…
Zephyr told Cordelia about these, and she fell asleep as he spoke. He tucked her in and quietly got up to call Robert.
“Do you know about the boxing match the day after tomorrow?”
“Yes, I do.”
Zephyr hummed and said, “Pass the message that no doctor is allowed on the spot! No first aid or emergency care
even if someone’s life is at stake!”
…
A few days later, Yale dashed right into Imperial Media’s building with a stack of He dared to do that because Janine
was not in.
Cordelia let him throw his tantrum, ensuring the surveillance cameras caught all his embarrassing stunts before she
asked security guards to let him up.
Once Yale barged into Cordelia’s office, he cursed angrily, “You b*tch! What the f*ck is this!?”
He slammed the documents on the desk.
The security guards behind him caught his shoulders and dragged him three meters away from Cordelia.
Cordelia glanced at the documents and looked up at him with a chortle. “You’re here for these, Yale?”
“Why else?” Yale huffed.
His rage had been simmering for days.
Just days ago, Marcus had taken part in some charity boxing match and had been badly bruised up by the boxing
champions there. There had not even been a doctor at the venue to patch him up, and he had been carried back
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Cordelia had only asked about him nonchalantly and told everyone that Zephyr was strong and fit. Even when he
had lost the match, he did not need a doctor and would recover on his own.
Hence, Marcus was still moaning and groaning in pain in Yale Residence’s guest room.
Yale felt that Marcus, as a pawn, was losing his value and wanted to cash out the documents that the latter had
signed impersonating Zephyr, only for the Hamerton Group’s finance director to tell him that Zephyr’s signature
alone on those documents was useless—Cordelia had to sign them as well.
…
“What?” Yale had been taken aback. “Who the f*ck changed the rule?!”
“Mr. Yale, it’s Mrs. Hamerton.” The director smiled politely. “The new rule’s been implemented for more than two
months now. How long have you not joined the board meetings?”
It made Yale glare daggers at him.
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