Chapter 158


    *Nothing much, it was off and on so I didn’t catch it all. Just bits and pieces, so I wanted to hear your


    side of the story.”


    As Matthew spoke, he swept a nce downstairs; with a pleading look, he asked, “Is that okay, Xan?”


    “Alright.”


    Xanthea’s eyes flickered as she searched her mind for the right words. No matter what, she had to


    smooth overst night’s conversation perfectly – no suspicions from his side, no ws in her n for


    revenge!


    “Really?” Matthew’s face lit up with excitement, “That’s great; let’s go!”


    I


    “Ms. Marlowe, I appreciate your apology, but I have an urgent matter today and can’t stay for lunch,


    sorry.”


    As Xanthea and Matthew descended the stairs, they brushed past Orion.


    “Xanthea!” Leonard called out to her, puzzled by her sudden change of heart, “You’re not staying? This


    breakfast is…”


    “Sorry, Leo, I’ll pay you for the dress, and about the m you a proper apology.”


    “Ms. Nightshade.”


    I’ll treat you to dinner next time, I promise. I owe


    Cedric stepped forward, and Xanthea nodded at him, “Goodbye!”


    “Ms. Nightshade.”


    How could she just leave like that? Cedric watched the man beside him, who couldn’t take his eyes off


    her departing figure. His gaze was darkened, his face pale without a trace of color.


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    Last night, the boss had stayed by Ms. Nightshade’s bedside, caring for her through the night without a


    wink of sleep. At dawn, he ordered someone to prepare a hangover cure and clothes, and had


    personally cooked an borate breakfast, even going as far as to procure the seafood sea urchin from


    Everde, spending two hours meticulously cooking this special dish, his hands even injured in the


    process.


    Cedric looked down at the slowly forming droplet of blood on his fingertip. Yet, Ms. Nightshade not only


    didn’t stay for breakfast but also didn’t even nce at him as she walked away with Matthew.


    She had said goodbye to everyone else, so why couldn’t she even speak a word to the boss? Even a


    simple farewell would have been something.


    Ms. Nightshade clearly didn’t care about him at all. Perhaps he was now in more pain than being


    physically. stabbed.


    “Xan, I got you breakfast – crab cakes, sticky rice, and a cappino, all your favorites.


    Matthew opened the coffee lid and handed her the breakfast, “Have some coffee first; it’ll help with the


    hangover.”


    N


    “No need, I’m not hungry.”


    Xanthea set down the food, eager to ask him, “What did I actually say to youst night? That made you


    come looking for me in the middle of the night?”


    “It wasn’t much, really. I just sensed something was off on your end and rushed over. At first, when you


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    picked up my call, you seemed happy, said you missed me, but then suddenly, your mood crashed.


    You were loudly asking why, why doing this to you?”


    Xanthea’s heart skipped a beat, “And then?”


    “I thought someone was trying to hurt you, so I asked worriedly what was wrong, if someone was,” He


    didn’t finish his thought about Orion, “trying to do something to you, but then you hung up.”


    That was it?


    “That’s all?”


    “That’s all,” Matthew nodded.


    Xanthea exhaled deeply, relieved. She’d been so uneasy she’d said something damning. Turned out, it


    was just a false rm.