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Chapter 443 The Outsider
Chapter 443 The Outsider
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Oscar didn’t catch up to Owen. He could only watch as Owen’s car shot out of the vi’s driveway like a loose cannon.
That was just how Owen was–throwing tantrums the moment things didn’t go
his
way.
Oscar stood there frowning, deep in thought. What exactly was Wyatt trying to do?
There was no way Wyatt brought them here just to hash out the truth.
He was never one for peaceful resolutions. Wyatt had always believed in fighting fire with fire, an eye for an eye. If this was truly about standing up for Yunice, could it really be handled with a few words?
Just then, Oscar noticed another car leaving the estate–heading in apletely different direction.
His expression darkened.
Everything that happened here today would make its way to Wyatt’s ears, word for word.
And if this was a test, had he and Owen passed?
Had the viins really paid the price?
Oscar nced again in the direction Owen had gone.
He had a gut feeling that Wyatt was supporting Yunice behind the scenes. And as the eldest in the family, if he continued to y dumb, then Wyatt would step in himself.
No. He couldn’t let things spiral any further.
Oscar made up his mind and jumped in his car, heading the same way Owen had go
Pavilion Hall.
Wyatt was in the kitchen, ting food with the phone wedged between his shoulder and ear as someone reported to him.
He let out a cold snort. “So there’s still someone in the Saunders family with half a brain.”
“Let him go. Don’t worry about it.”
“If the old man asks, just say I did it.”
He hung up, took the ted food, and carried it to the dining room.
Just as he sat down and was about to call Yunice for dinner, his phone rang again.
Yunice happened to be stepping out of her room, and Wyatt had the call on speaker. She <b>heard </b><b>a </b>male voice crackle through:
“How long do you n on keeping her locked away? What’s the matter<b>–</b>worried <b>she’ll </b>fall <b>for </b><b>me </b><b>the </b>second sheys eyes on me?”
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Yunice didn’t recognize the voice, but from the tone, it was clear the guy was close to Wyatt.
No one else would dare joke around with him like that.
Wyatt, back turned, was arranging tes. “Worried you’re too ugly. Don’t want you scaring my <b>wife</b><b>. </b>
The voice on the other end clicked his tongue. “Silverline Bay Club. Youing or not? If not, I’m bringing everyone over to your ce!”
Before Wyatt could respond, Yunice stepped into his line of sight and nced at his phone.
Wyatt hung up and asked, “You heard that?”
Yunice yed along. “Want me to block the door?”
“If you don’t, they’ll be inside the house in no time.”
Seeing her joking like this, Wyatt raised a brow. “You’re not bothered?”
Yunice asked, “Are you ashamed of your ugly wife?”
Only a man who thought his wife was ugly would refuse to take her out.
They’d been married for over a year, and she’d never really seen his circle of friends.
Wyatt was silent for a beat, then said, “Go change–we’re eating out.”
Yunice’s closet always seemed to have a few new dresses here and there. She picked the one that suited her best.
After all, this was her first time meeting his people. She needed to uphold his reputation.
Before leaving, she even put on a bit of makeup.
But her style leaned cool and understated, so the makeup was light–nothing that drew too much attention.
Wyatt’s reflection appeared behind her in the vanity mirror. <i>“</i>You look amazing. Putting this much effort in for them is already more than they deserve.”
Yunice wasn’t wearing any jewelry, so Wyatt picked out a ne from her jewelry box and stepped behind her to help her put it on.
She realized then how much he liked dressing her up–like she was some kind of collectible figure. “Are they your friends?” Yunice asked as she probed about the people they were meeting.
“Yeah,” Wyatt replied. “Guys I met back when I was still building my career–basically a bunch <b>of </b>troublemakers.”
Once the ne was in ce<b>, </b>he added, “Don’t worry about them. Just show <b>up </b>and <b>eat</b><b>. </b>
On the way there, Wyatt gave her a quick rundown of who would be present <b>and </b><b>what </b><b>their </b><b>backgrounds</b>.
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Yunice looked at the photos on Wyatt’s phone and quickly pieced together their rtionships.
All in all, this was Wyatt’s inner circle.
Each of them had met him during his struggle to rise and had formed strong bonds with him.
If she had topare, they were like her own circle: Kingsley, Mr. Carl, Gill, Freya.
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The difference was that her people didn’t know each other–they all revolved around her individually.
Wyatt’s circle, on the other hand, functioned as a unit that orbited around him–and viewed her as an outsider.
Breaking into a group like that wouldn’t be easy.
Yunice understood that perfectly. But she wasn’t the type to avoid a necessary meeting.
When they got out of the car, she looked up at the club entrance.
Most of the rooms in the club were lit up–but there was one room in particr where a silhouette stood in full view at the floor–to–ceiling window.
Not long after, more shadows gathered around that person–looking down, as if watching them arrive.
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