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The headlights of the Maybach outside of Royal Manor blinked twice.
Rowan saw Zephyr coming out for Cordelia and taking her back into the house by her hand after saying something
to her. A while later, the lights in the living room went out.
Charlie turned back to smile at Rowan. “Mr. Irwin, looks like they’ve reconciled.”
Rowan hummed in response. “The brat’s good at coaxing, apparently!”
He sighed and stayed silent in thought before chuckling and keeping his silver needle.
“Charlie, let’s go.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Yes, sir.” Charlie started the car. “Mr. Irwin, what do we do next?”
Rowan stayed silent. He would stay longer in Centrolis for this trip—one reason was for the joint collaborative
hospital project, and another was simply because he was growing more reluctant to leave.
He was okay with just seeing them from afar. That person… She would be a wound that would never heal.
Charlie read his mind. “Mr. Irwin, I’ve obtained Ms. Xyla’s current address. Do you want to—”
“No,” Rowan interrupted him in a low voice.
Even though he wanted to see her like crazy, he was afraid to meet her. He had developed the Irwins into an
unprecedented success story over these over 20 years—he wanted to make it up to everyone, to his late father, to
the shareholders, to the poor people who could not afford to go to the doctors and buy medicine…
The only one he was sorry to… It was Xyla.
Back when Xyla left Southeast Aciatic, he could not forget her. When he found her, she had said that she was
already William’s woman. She had given birth to a daughter, and he had snuck to Jangasas to see her, only to
discover that she was not living as well as she had said she was.
She had said that she had married someone and lived happily after, but he had secretly done a paternity test and
found out that Cordelia was his flesh and blood.
That was why over so many years, a sum of money would be transferred to Xyla’s account each month.
It was not to William’s credit that Cordelia and Carter could grow up smoothly. It was Rowan who had been doing
everything in silence…
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRowan closed his eyes. The chaotic past surfaced in his mind. He breathed out a heavy sigh and felt tears wetting
his eyes.
…
After Janine returned from Chaiseland, Mona ran to complain to her only to receive a flat “Oh”.
Mona was stunned. Was her teary acting just now… not moving enough?
She probed. “Madam Baker, you—”
“What is it?” Janine tore her eyes off the computer screen and looked at her. “Anything else?”
“Madam Baker, Ms. Cordelia—”
“There’s nothing wrong with how Cordelia handled it!” Janine answered in a businesslike manner. “Mona, you’re a
company artist. I didn’t sign you to cause me problems!
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