For Wesley Foley, she had always harbored a sense of guilt. He had done so much for her, taken such good care of her, yet she couldn’t repay him for anything. But she didn’t expect that...
Unconsciously, the sneer at the corner of her lips reappeared. She had always thought she was the best at manipulating men, but it turned out that the real master of manipulation was Wesley Foley.
Perhaps he had been wary of her from the start, which is why he maintained an ambiguous relationship with her but never took it further. It turned out... it was all an act!
Titus Zane brought his thoughts back and turned to ask Abigail Zimmerman, "Aunt, are you very familiar with Wesley Foley?"
"Yes, we’ve had a relationship for over a decade, your uncle has been working with him all this while."
"What does his... wife do?" Titus Zane couldn’t help but ask curiously. Upon the mention of Wesley Foley’s wife, Abigail Zimmerman sighed, "His wife is currently bedridden at home, unable to do anything..."
The road back to the large courtyard was still long, and Abigail Zimmerman began to slowly tell Titus Zane about Wesley Foley’s family situation.
He and his wife were university classmates. After graduation, they started a business together. In their professional life, his wife was always his assistant... Later, she got injured in a car accident. Thankfully, the baby in her womb was not lost. The doctors suggested during the emergency that they could remove the baby... otherwise, the life of the unborn could be affected by the medications if it continues to stay in the womb of a woman in a vegetative state...
After hearing Abigail Zimmerman’s story, Titus Zane’s self-mockery grew even stronger. Such a devoted man was actually willing to stoop so low as to put on an act with her...
She wondered whether Wesley Foley was just that good at keeping secrets, or if the information given to her by her informant was faulty... They had all been played by Wesley Foley alone.
Thinking about this, Titus Zane felt fortunate that she had exited midway. Dealing with such a cunning man, she was sure to gain no advantage.
She wondered how Linda was doing now. It seemed she hadn’t obtained the information yet.
In the evening, after dinner, Titus Zane returned to her room and curled up in bed to chat with Nathan Moore on WeChat.
At this time, in the hall downstairs, Evander Lancaster sat opposite his father.
"Dad, do you really want little Zane to date Alder Locke?"
"What’s wrong with that?" Samuel Zane looked at his son coldly, "In any case, Alder Locke comes from an esteemed family, a case of like father, like son, far better than that miscreant from T City!"
"Dad, little Zane... might not agree. Abigail said she’s always been fond of Nathan Moore."
"Hmph!" Samuel Zane scoffed, "It’s not up to her. We both know how that man treated little Zane before. I will never send my granddaughter back into the fire. If I hadn’t been soft-hearted back then, little Nuo would not have ended up in such a predicament!
Since I’m her grandfather, I will make the decisions for her. Later, call Finnian Xenos and ask him to bring little Alder here as soon as possible."
In the room upstairs, Titus Zane locked her door from the inside and quietly video called Nathan Moore.
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As she spoke, even Titus Zane herself felt unconfident. Her grandfather had said that if she left, Nathan Moore’s company would go bankrupt. She wasn’t sure whether it was a serious threat or just to scare her, but she indeed didn’t dare to risk Nathan Moore’s company as a joke.
On the phone, Nathan Moore looked indifferent, clearly not in high spirits. Only after Titus Zane finished speaking did he respond.
"Don’t worry, I’ll figure out a way. Once I’ve dealt with the company’s issues, I’ll go to Capital City to be with you."
"Nathan Moore, you’re coming to Capital City?" Titus Zane’s European-style eyes couldn’t hide the surprise, "You’re coming to Capital City to be with me?"