Chapter <b>830 </b>
Mnie was busy as she was still following Matthew’s n and working tirelessly. This would likely go <b>on </b>for about a month or so.
A curious newly hired employee asked her<b>, </b>“Miss Smith, you work so hard. Doesn’t your boyfriend have <b>any </bints<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“<b>I </b>don’t have a boyfriend,” she replied quickly.
The employee did not believe her. “There’s <b>no </b>need <b>to </b>be shy. We’ve been seeing a handsome guy waiting for you downstairs to pick you <b>up </b>after work every day <b>for </b>the past few days. Even if he’s not your boyfriend, you guys are probably close, right?<b>” </b>
She was referring to Xander<b>, </b>who had beening to pick Mnie up from work every day since he recovered from his injuries.
“Look<b>, </b><b>he’s </b>waiting for you downstairs again<b>,</b><b>” </b><b>the </b><b>employee </b>said <b>to </b>her, Mnie nced over and saw Xander’s tall and handsome figure.
She looked at the <b>employee </b>and asked, <b>“</b><b>Don’t </b><b>you </b>have <b>to </b>leave now <b>that </b>work’s over<b>?</b><b>” </b>
The person smiled knowingly <b>as </b>they <b>left</b>. <b>When </b><b>they </b><b>were </b><b>at </b><b>the </b>door<b>, </b>they could <b>not </b>resist adding, ” <b>You’ve </b>good <b>taste</b><b>, </b>Miss Smith.”
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When Mnie reached the ground <b>floor</b><b>, </b><b>it </b><b>was </b>snowing <b>lightly</b><b>. </b>Xander handed her the umbre. ” Hold this <b>for </b>me.<b>” </b>
Mnie instinctively grabbed it before even registering the request<b>, </b>The next moment<b>, </b>a warm scarf was wrapped around her neck. <b>It </b>smelled like <b>Xavier</b>.
As Xander adjusted the <b>scarf </b>around her neck<b>, </b>his hand brushed past her ear. Mnie blinked, lowered her head, and buried her <b>face </b>in <b>the </b><b>scarf</b><b>. </b>
Xander said in a bright <b>voice</b><b>, </b><b>“</b><b>It’s </b>cold <b>today</b>. I think this <b>will </b>keep <b>you </b>warmer.<b>” </b>
Mnie nodded. Their rtionship had <b>clearly </b>changed since they returned from <b>the </b>mountain. Mnie was not naive<b>, </b>nor had she <b>said </b>things like she would <b>not </b>find another man for the <b>rest </b>of her
life.
Hence<b>, </b>she would not outright <b>refuse </b><b>it </b>either when her friends <b>introduced </b>blind date <b>prospects </b>to her.
Yvonne posted her New Year’s <b>vlog </b>and urged <b>everyone </b><b>to </b>share it to increase its poprity.
Yvonne’s vlog was well–made <b>and </b><b>featured </b>events from Christmas until now. <b>It </b>documented her daily life, which also included interactions <b>with </b><b>other </b>people<b>–</b><b>such </b>as Mnie giving Xander soup and Xander pouring water for Mnie<b>. </b>
“Are <b>you </b>also watching <b>Yvonne’s </b><b>video</b>?<b>” </b>Henry’s gentle <b>voice </b>sounded as he <b>sat </b>down <b>next </b><b>to </b>Eugene.
Eugene expressionlessly closed his phone. “<b>I </b>happened <b>to </b><b>see </b><b>it </b>on <b>my </b><b>friend’s </b><b>social </b><b>media</b>.”
“Did you <b>see </b>Mel? Is she <b>in </b>a rtionship<b>? </b>I saw her being quite <b>intimate </b><b>with </b>a young man. <b>He </b>seems <b>to </b>be from the Solomon family<b>?</b><b>” </b>Henry inquired.
<b>Eugene </b>lowered his <b>gaze</b><b>, </b>his tone slightly cold <b>as </b>he replied<b>, </b><b>“</b>I <b>didn’t </b><b>see</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>“</b>Sometimes when <b>I </b>think <b>of </b>Mel, I think about how our family owes her. <b>She’s </b><b>been </b>through <b>a </b>lot.” He sighed.
“But this is good <b>too</b>. As long as <b>she’s </b>doing well now<b>, </b><b>I </b>won’t ask for anything <b>else</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>Henry was lost in his own thoughts and did not notice Eugene’s gradually darkening and chilly <b>gaze</b>.
<b>“</b><b>I’ll </b>repay <b>her </b>everything I owe <b>her</b>. Whatever she wants,” he <b>said </b><b>after </b>a while, his <b>voice </b>low. Henry did <b>not </b>catch his <b>words</b>.
When Mnie checked her messages again, it was after dinner. She thought about giving the
employees some pocket money <b>to </b>celebrate, but when she opened her phone<b>, </b>the first message that popped up was from <b>2</b><b>: </b>[Happy <b>New </b>Year.]
In <b>a </b>good mood, Mnie replied with the same greeting and was about to <b>close </b>the conversation when the other <b>person </b>practically replied in an instant. They transferred money to her ount.