Besides, he said that he was going to introduce several veterans to her. Hence, she agreed to go.
After hanging up the phone, she realized that Stanley had texted her two hours ago. “Honey, I’ve arrived.”
Staring at that message, the corner of Xyla’s soft lips gradually curved upward into a smile, happiness glowing within her. Without further ado, she video-called him.
On the other end of the phone, Stanley was having a meeting in Kingstell, Country Y. He was currently sitting in a conference room of his branch office with a group of blonde executives, earnestly discussing the cause and solution regarding the phone’s explosion.
The man kept a straight face all the time, and he could speak French fluently.
The conference room was grand and spacious, yet the tension was palpable. Everyone was sitting on the edge of their seats, fearing that they would put their foot in it.
Buzz buzz buzz…
Stanley’s phone vibrated. Noticing that his wife was trying to video call him, all the ice on his face had instantly melted away. He picked up the call without hesitation.
Soon, Xyla’s face showed up on the screen. Behind her was the cloudy blue sky outside her office’s french window.
“What are you doing?” Xyla asked.
“I’m having a meeting.”
“Oh… I’ll leave you to it then. I’ll call you later.”
“Yes?” Xyla asked again.
“Remember to eat on time, alright?” A serious expression was etched upon Stanley’s face.
“I know. You too, okay? Don’t overwork yourself,” reminded Xyla.
“Cut down on alcohol.”
“Alright, then. Bye…”
With that, Xyla hung up the phone.
All the executives in the conference room could understand English very well. After listening to their conversation, everyone was petrified.
Did they just see the gentle side of Stanley Batton? Was he the boss they know?
For a moment, they thought they were all dreaming. However, Stanley could not care any less about their thoughts about him. He regained his usual seriousness within a second and got back to the meeting, as though nothing had happened.
Once again, the room’s temperature fell to the freezing point, coldness running down the table. The man was suddenly hot and cold, terrifying the crowd with the startling change in the room’s atmosphere.
At seven o’clock in the evening, Rachel Wood changed into her checkered dress and got herself ready for the gathering. After putting on some makeup, she found a white handbag, bought from Amazon, from her closet and stuffed her phone and purse into the bag.
Subsequently, she put. on a pair of plain, red Mary Jane shoes before walking to the window to steal a glance at the street.
The street was empty. There was no sign of Sebastian Brenand’s car.
Sebastian had been waiting downstairs the whole day. Occasionally, he would come up and knock on the door, but his efforts were in vain. He must have given up on her and gone back to Atlantis.
Would Master Sebastian ever yield himself to a woman?
The thought of it tore Rachel’s heart apart.