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Henry watched the two figures depart and, puzzled, asked Joshua, Joshua, could Xylia get into danger? That man seems like trouble”
<b>Joshua </b>lowered his gaze and looked at him askance, choosing not to respond to his question but instead shifting the topic. “You know, you speak too <b>much </b>when you two talk.”
Henry was silent for a long moment before saying, “What do you mean?”
“You know what I <b>mean</b><b>.</b>” Joshua felt jealous.
Even someone as ordinarily careless as Henry sensed that something was amiss at that moment.
He approached Joshua with a smile <b>and</b>, with gossipy intent, said, “I was wondering howe someone as busy as you is so invested in my startup–connecting us anding along to meet my potential partner? Turns out, my business partner is actually your crush!”
Joshua did not deny it. “d you know it.”
Henry, now interested, asked, “Why don’t you go out and take a look? That man clearly has ulterior motives.”
Henry pointed at the two people outside the ss window by the entrance.
His initial impression of Connor was extremely negative. Not only did Connor speak in a mocking and <b>sarcastic </b>manner, but he also threatened women.
Henry thought that he looked like a coward.
Joshua looked at the two people outside the door, his gaze growing somber.
He remained silent, neither responding to Henry nor intending to go after Xylia.
Xylia and Connor were facing each other at the entrance of the restaurant.
She deliberately selected a <b>location </b>that was rtively quiet and visible to others to prevent Connor from losing control again, as he did that night on the cruise.
She looked at Connor with an indifferent face. “Go ahead, say it. What exactly is the matter?”
Connor asked, “Did Sonnye to see you that day?”
Xylia nodded. “That’s right. What’s wrong?”
Connor frowned at her and, in a lecturing tone, said to Xylia, ‘No matter what <b>happens</b><b>, </b>Sonny is still your child. You should not project all the conflicts between us onto him. He came to you because he <b>still </b>sees you as his mother. You ought to care for him, not drive him away.”
Xylia had originally assumed that he had something important to tell her and didn’t expect that.
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She gave a lightugh and said, “The divorce agreement clearly <b>states </b>that custody of Sonny belongs to you. I have severed all legal ties with both you and your <b>son</b>. Surely you have <b>not </b>forgotten this?”
“Nylia, must you truly be so ruthless?” Connor nearly roared those words out.
The warmth in Xylia’s eyes faded little by little.
Her voice also grew increasingly indifferent. “Connor, I hope you understand one thing<b>: </b>our rtionship ispletely over. From now <b>on</b>, even if we meet, we should be strangers–not repeatedly pestering me as you
have done.”
“Me? Pestering?” Connor was out of breath<b>, </b>his chest heaving markedly.
His voice attracted passing pedestrians, whose gaze would asionally turn in this direction.
He lowered his voice, pointed at Joshua in the restaurant, and spoke to Xylia, “Take a look at the life you’re living. You sleep with one man after another–don’t you find that disgusting? You run a <b>failing </b>studio and <b>still </b>need the Garcia family’s chauffeur to help you. Are you really this despicable?”
Xylia could not help but p Connor. “Watch <b>your </bnguage! My current way of life is none of your concern. If you continue to defame me or my friends, I won’t hold back!”
Connor’s <b>head </b>was tilted to the side, and his ears were ringing.
By the time he regained hisposure, Xylia had already returned to the restaurant.
Through the ss window, he could see that Xylia had alreadyposed herself and was seated opposite Henry.
Perhaps out of concern, Henry asked a few questions. Xylia shook her head to indicate that <b>she </b>was fine and immediately picked up her fork again.
Joshua leaned back against the chair, giving his head a devil–may–care tilt to the side, his gaze settling on Connor outside the <b>ss </b>window.
A wicked smile curled at his lips as he traced a throat–slitting gesture across his neck, then arched his eyebrows.
Has fully assumed the demeanor of a victor.
Connor clenched his fists tightly, thinking. The lousy chauffeur clearly saw Xylia p me, which is why he’s now provoking me
“Mr. Ford, I apologize for having kept you waiting.” The person Connor arranged to meet has arrived.
He turned to look at Xavier <b>and </b>stopped him before Xavier entered <b>the </b>restaurant.
“Let’s eat somewhere else.” With that, Connor turned and walked straight away.
He was thinking <b>that</b>, after eight years of marriage, she kept seeing all kinds of people after their divorce. If word <b>got </b>out, he would be disgraced.
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He silently vowed to himself to get Xylia back <b>from </b>Joshua, that mere chauffeur.
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Xavier did not know why Connor suddenly changed his mind, but seeing his serious expression, she did not dare to ask more and closely followed him away from the entrance of the restaurant.
After the meal, Xylia bid farewell to Henry.
As for Joshua, he followed Xylia.
Xylia lowered her head to get an Uber on her phone. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Joshua, who had always been beside her, and she frowned slightly. “Are you not leaving?”
Joshua did not answer but responded with a question. “Where are you going?”
Xylia put <b>away </b>her phone and turned to <b>face </b>Joshua. “Mr. Garcia, as the current chairman of Garcia Group. you must be very busy every day, right?”
Joshua nodded. “I’m very busy, but right <b>now</b>, I’m <b>not </b>busy.”
His smile remained unchanged, <b>and </b>he was thick–skinned.
Xylia <b>was </b>utterly unable to cope with him in <b>this </b>state.
She stood there, stunned and frowning, unable to ask a single question.
Joshua, with a broad smile, nced at the sunlight, now less ring, and then looked at Xylia, whose face appeared slightly haggard. “Are you going back to the studio?”
Xylia red at him. “I need to go back and tell Josie the news about the coboration.”
“You could just say this over the phone–do you really need to go all the way there?” <b>Joshua </b>asked.
Xylia simply said, “There are many tasks in the studio.”
“Still, you gotta rest. It’s a cool day. I will take you somewhere.” As Joshua spoke, he ignored Xylia’s opinion and dragged her by the wrist onto the nearby Maybach.
Xylia tried to stop him, signaling Joshua to let go.
Joshua had indeed let go of the steering wheel, but right then, Xylia took the front passenger’s seat.
As Joshua closed the car door, he smiled and reminded Xylia, “Don’t forget to cancel the Uber order.”
As he spoke, he closed the car door.
As he went from the front passenger’s seat to the driver’s seat, Joshua even locked the car door.
Unable to open the <b>door</b>, Xylia had no choice but to cancel the order.
<b>Joshua </b>took the driver’s seat, while Xylia turned her head to look at him helplessly. “Do you know what you <b>look </b>like right now?”
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Joshua asked. “What do I look like?”
“Like a rascall” Xylia angrily put away her phone and fastened her seatbelt.
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Joshua did not rush to start the car. He turned his head to look at Xylia, then moved closer to her.
Xylia was startled and moved closer to the car door. “What are you doing?”
Joshua’s face was wless from every angle. Even when Xylia observed him from an unttering, close–up perspective, his striking good looks remained undiminished.
He was so close to her that his breath seemed to brush against her face.
She was both angry and embarrassed.
However, just as she was about to say something. Joshua spoke first, “If I only act like a rascal toward the one I like, am I still a rascal?”
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