"You’re talking nonsense, that press release was clearly written on your orders," Zenia Yates finally rembered that she had never been acknowledged by him in front of the dia.
A wave of unrest surged in her heart.
"So what? You are just playing a role with , what does it matter who wrote it?
Besides, you’re quite tactless.
If it weren’t for the fact that you are a friend of Faye Townsend, I wouldn’t have approached you at all.
From now on, stay away from Faye Townsend. This is not a warning, it’s a demand."
"Hunter, are you really so heartless towards ?" Zenia Yates said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"I’ve been by your side for six years.
Didn’t Faye Townsend also wait for you for seven years before you married her?
Why can you marry her but treat like this?
This is unfair to .
Is her ti more important than mine?"
Hunter Warren sneered, "Those two words ’Hunter Warren’ are not for you to call?
First of all, let correct sothing.
I never asked you to stay by my side, I told you to leave, and it was you who clung on stubbornly.
So don’t bla it on .
Your ti has nothing to do with .
If you weren’t once recognized by Faye Townsend as a friend, I wouldn’t care where you ca from, random passerby A, B, C, or D.
So whether you wait for for ten years or twenty years, your ti ans nothing to .
To put it bluntly, there are plenty of won who want to marry , Hunter Warren, who do you think you are?
Secondly, who is Faye Townsend and who are you?
You dare to compare yourself to her?
She is the number one socialite in Anchester, who are you?
She is the daughter of Mr. Edward Townsend, whom I respect, and the heiress of Townsend Corporation, who are you?
She is the little sister that my best buddy likes, who are you?
She is the little girl who brought happiness in my past, what about you?
It’s important for people to know themselves, and your current behavior is just disgraceful.
If you hadn’t touched her, I could have chosen to ignore you, but now you’ve crossed my line."
Zenia Yates clenched her fists tightly.
"Tell , what exactly did you do when you went to see Faye today?
You’d better confess voluntarily. If I find out, it won’t end well for you."
Zenia Yates laughed desolately, "Really? Since I’m so worthless, then I just won’t tell you.
Go find out yourself, I don’t believe... I don’t believe Faye will tell you."
Zenia Yates was actually lacking confidence. If it were the Faye Townsend from six years ago, she would surely keep her secret.
But the Faye Townsend now... she really wasn’t sure.
"Fine, very well, keep being stubborn then.
Zenia Yates, if I really find out, face the consequences."
After Hunter Warren finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
He got up and left the villa once again to head to Faye Townsend’s house and pressed the doorbell.
In fact, he could roughly guess sothing from Zenia Yates’s words.
Now he just needed confirmation from the person involved.
Uncle Rivers ca to the hallway and was startled.
He turned to the mother and son playing in the living room: "Miss..."
Faye Townsend, leaning against the sofa, looked up at him: "What’s wrong?"
"It’s Second Master."
Faye Townsend frowned, her face growing colder.
Darnley asked curiously, "Who is Second Master, a friend of Grandfather Rivers?"
Faye Townsend patted his head: "Yes, Grandfather Rivers is eting a friend, you go upstairs and wait, Mommy will be up with you after talking to Grandfather Rivers."
"But it’s raining outside, wouldn’t it be better to invite Grandfather Rivers’s friend in?"
"They have things to discuss, alright, go upstairs first and don’t talk too much."
"I know." Darnley slowly got up and strolled upstairs.
Faye Townsend walked next to Uncle Rivers and looked at the image on the wall.
Hunter Warren was pressing the doorbell one after another, never stopping.
"Miss, Second Master seems to have sothing urgent for you, should I..."
"Uncle Rivers, go and tell him to get off my doorstep, or I’ll call the police."
"Miss, actually Second Master..."
"Uncle Rivers, just go, don’t worry about it."
Seeing her resolute face, Uncle Rivers had no choice but to open an umbrella and go out.
She stood at the door, watching Uncle Rivers open the iron gate.
Hunter Warren stepped back, Uncle Rivers went out, and the two of them walked to the side and exchanged so words.
Soon enough, Uncle Rivers ca back and shut the iron gate.
But Hunter Warren didn’t leave, he was still standing there.
He ca inside, closed the umbrella, and returned to her: "Miss, Second Master says he has sothing very important to ask you.
He insists you go out and et him."
Faye Townsend completely ignored him and turned to go upstairs.
"Then let him wait until tomorrow morning, I’ll go out when I go to work."
"Miss," Uncle Rivers called out to Faye Townsend: "It’s raining outside and very cold, Second Master isn’t dressed warmly, should we..."
"Uncle Rivers, don’t worry about this matter, go to your room and rest."
Watching Faye Townsend go upstairs, Uncle Rivers felt a bit anxious.
He picked up the receiver and said to the image of Hunter Warren: "Second Master, my lady is currently busy.
Why don’t you go back first, and et when there’s ti?"
After hearing this, Hunter Warren continued pressing the doorbell.
He couldn’t believe Faye Townsend could be so busy.
Avoiding him was no better than telling the truth.
Faye Townsend had just entered the room when she saw Darnley, like a little adult, leaning against the window looking down.
Hearing Faye Townsend enter, Darnley turned and said: "Why did Grandfather Rivers go out and then co back?"
"Really?" The doorbell rang again outside.
Faye Townsend frowned, "Perhaps Grandfather Rivers forgot sothing, I’ll go check again.
Don’t stand at the window alone, it’s dangerous."
"Got it."
Faye Townsend left the bedroom and went downstairs.
Uncle Rivers noticed her unwell expression and worriedly said: "Miss, why don’t you go out and see Second Master?
This can’t go on forever."
Faye Townsend snorted coldly, refusing.
Did he think this would soften her heart? Yet she refused.
She pulled out her phone and directly called 110.
"Police departnt? I’m the owner of the villa at 12 Shian Road, there’s soone at the door continuously pressing the doorbell, it’s severely affecting our rest, please co and take a look."
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