"Sit tight, I’ll push you again, and you’ll swing high."
"Forget it." Faye Townsend quickly stood up and stepped aside: "If you want to swing, do it yourself."
She walked over to the white chair nearby and sat down.
Hunter Warren also laughed as he walked over and sat down: "Why aren’t you going inside to eat?
Oliver Turner ca by, and now you’re stressed?"
Faye was annoyed: "You have the nerve to ask, it’s all because of your own decisions that I feel so guilty towards Oliver Turner."
"You’re not marrying him, so why feel sorry for him."
"Because he’s my friend, and you’re his rival."
"But I’m your husband.
Besides, strictly speaking, we wouldn’t count as rivals.
Before you ca along, even though he and I both were prominent in Anchester, we never interfered with each other.
It was you... that made him cross the line."
"Whether he crossed the line or not isn’t up to you to say, because I was the one who actively sought his help, so he’s indeed my benefactor."
"He dared to ddle in my affairs too.
If it weren’t for him interfering back then.
Across the entire Anchester, who dared to ddle in my business.
Who would help you besides him and Skyward Group?
Helping you ant opposing , they’d have to be insane.
I bet you knew the Townsend Family’s situation at the ti, so you wouldn’t have dragged them down.
If no one helped you back then, you’d still have to co to for help.
If you had just yielded to , things wouldn’t have reached this point today.
That’s why I say he crossed the line, there’s no denying it."
Faye smirked: "Back then, I would rather let the Townsend Family go bankrupt and then find a way to rebuild it, I would never have asked you for help."
Her voice was calm, her fingers fidgeting with each other: "Hunter Warren, I left that house with a determination never to return.
I never thought about coming back to you, not even once."
Hunter looked at her with pain: "Then you can start considering it now."
Faye remained silent, just staring at his face.
He was clearly not this kind of person, yet now he was accommodating her so much.
If it were before, she would have been moved beyond words.
But now, her heart had grown cold, and many things hardly moved her anymore.
However, there were things she couldn’t deny that she was grateful for.
Like when Xu Dayang bullied her, he secretly ruined his company for her.
Like when she was clearly away, yet he led the effort to buy land to fulfill her father’s wish.
"Actually, so things seem difficult, but they’re quite simple to do.
If you’re brave enough, keep here for the night, sleep in the sa room with , and I promise, the next step will be much easier."
Faye rolled her eyes, stood up, and walked back to her room: "In your dreams."
Hunter laughed and followed: "Did Oliver Turner say anything bad about before?"
"Do your bad deeds need others to tell ? It’s not like I don’t know who you are."
Hunter sighed speechlessly: "Looks like in your eyes, I’m already a complete villain."
"Aren’t you?"
"I won’t explain anything; I still believe that ti will prove everything."
When Faye reached the door, she turned and looked at him: "Are you coming in with ?"
Hunter blinked: "If you need not to go in, I can leave."
"Then you can leave."
He tilted his head with a smile: "You really are... straightforward."
Faye gave him a casual smile and turned to open the door to go inside.
But before stepping in, she thought of sothing and turned to look at him again.
"I want to ask you sothing."
"Go ahead." Hunter stepped forward: "Shall we talk inside?"
Faye held back a laugh at his expression: "No need, I can finish in a few sentences.
Why did you buy that plot of land in the suburbs?
Anyway, my dad is gone, even if you did this, he can’t see it."
"Just because those who’ve left can’t see, it doesn’t an those who are still here can fool themselves.
I respected your dad and wanted to fulfill a wish for him.
Why did you suddenly think of asking about that land?"
Faye shook her head: "If my brother asks you for that land, don’t give it to him."
"What’s your brother want with that land?"
"Being a lunatic."
Hunter chuckled: "I understand, he wouldn’t dare co to .
By the way, do you have ti tomorrow night?"
"Why?"
"Just tell if you’re busy or not."
"I’m not busy, but I’m not going to invite you to dinner again."
"I’m not asking you to have dinner with , just accompany to an evening event."
"An evening event? What kind of event, I don’t want to go."
Hunter’s lips curled into a smile: "Not wanting to go isn’t an option; your opposition is invalid.
I’ll have soone send you an evening dress tomorrow, that’s settled."
Watching Hunter leave after speaking, Faye pursed her lips, wondering how soone could be so unreasonable.
What a first-class scoundrel.
But going to an evening event with Hunter... is that really okay?
The fact is, attending an evening event with Hunter proved not slightly unpleasant, but very unpleasant.
When she appeared in a white evening dress, she imdiately beca the center of attention.
Standing by Hunter’s side, she attracted even more gazes.
This was their first public appearance together since their divorce, and they were attending as a couple.
Faye didn’t know he brought her to a television bidding event.
If she had known earlier, she wouldn’t have co.
Besides public figures and sponsors, there were also many dia reporters present.
Their appearance together was no less than creating a sensational news story.
Flashes went off wildly at her, Hunter stepped forward to block her with his tall figure.
"If tomorrow I see any rumors about my love and in the papers, whichever dia tries to expose it, I’ll make sure their path in the industry is over."
Having said that, he stepped aside: "Now, feel free to take pictures if you dare."
After his words, who would dare to take photos?
Faye muttered to herself, giving him a sidelong look; this man was ruthless—if he didn’t want others to expose them, why call her his love?
In others’ eyes, they’d already been divorced. Okay?
"Since no one wants to take pictures, we’ll take our leave now."
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, navigating through the crowd, and found a couch to sit on.
Faye looked at him with a slight frown: "Your network selecting scripts, why bring here?"
"Upset because of what just happened? Don’t worry, no one will write anything reckless outside.
My influence in Anchester still counts for sothing."
Faye sighed: "I ant there’s no point in being here.
You bring here, you could have brought soone from your company who understands this field."
"That’s where you’re wrong, pairing up makes things less tiring."
He picked a few docunts from the coffee table in front of the sofa and handed them to her.
"Look through these and see if there’s any TV show that catches your interest."
Faye took the docunts: "I rarely watch TV, so looking at these... seems a bit unnecessary; I don’t have an eye for this."
"Won’s intuition in these matters is sharper than n’s, take a look.
Anyway, most of my investnts in this field do well."
Faye raised her eyebrows, silently flipping through the docunts.
Hunter stood up: "Wait a mont, I’ll get you a cocktail."
"Okay." Faye didn’t look up, continuing to read the TV show introductions.
But to be honest, for soone who barely watches TV shows, reading these summaries felt quite pointless, since they seed too unrealistic.
Things like a domineering CEO falling for the ugly duckling.
Such scenarios weren’t common in her life circle.
Even if they did fall in love, it couldn’t work out in the end because of the huge difference in status.
Like Hunter Warren and Sebastian Sheldon, they were a living example.
Because she wasn’t really interested in these things.
She was engrossed when suddenly there was a loud argunt between a man and a woman in front of her.
Faye looked up, the man’s back was to her, so she couldn’t see his face.
But the woman’s face looked familiar, surely they had t before.
"You’re absolutely useless, no wonder other companies don’t go bankrupt, only yours is getting worse, all because of you jinxing it." The woman’s voice was sharp, and Faye hissed, the feeling even more familiar.
"And who’s jinxing ? It’s you, the jinx!" The man retorted, not backing down.
People were already gathering around, but the two were so caught up in their quarrel they forgot about everything.
The man’s words infuriated the woman, she raised her hand and splashed her drink on the man.
The man swung his hand, tipping the glass off track, and the scarlet wine splattered onto Faye, an innocent bystander.
Faye gasped, looking down at her dress.
And at this mont, the man turned around, he stepped forward, grabbed a tissue from the table, and handed it over: "Miss, I’m sorry, so sorry."
Faye looked up, and the man froze: "Faye?"
Faye was equally surprised: "Are you... Victor Jude?"
Honestly, she was a little uncertain.
The Victor Jude she t six years ago had a faint aura of sadness.
Although he was harsh to her because of Clara, he still had a bit of youthful vivacity about him.
But the Victor Jude before her now seed like all the energy had been drained from him.
He looked dispirited.
"What, can’t recognize after six years? It seems I’ve changed a lot."
The woman behind him stepped forward, looking at Faye with a sharp deanor.
"Hmph, I was wondering who it was, turns out it’s you."
"You are..." Faye hesitated for a long ti; she seed to know this person.
But she just found her familiar and couldn’t rember who she was.
The woman sneered and crossed her arms: "I’m Olivia Lynd, don’t you rember?"
Olivia Lynd? Faye’s mind imdiately recalled it.
But how did Olivia Lynd change so much?
She clearly used to have a round face, small eyes.
But now her chin was sharp, her eyes too...
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