Horace red at Wendy, his brow tightening with displeasure. "You''d better watch


    it!"


    Everyone knew Brittany was a thorn deeply lodged in Horace''s heart-no one


    dared to touch that subject.


    But Wendy not only dared to touch it, she openly mocked him right here. This girl


    was truly bold.


    Wendy met his gaze calmly. "Which part of what I said was wrong?"


    Horace paused, then said firmly, "Nothing ever happened between Ida and me."


    Wendy tilted her head, unfazed. "If nothing happened, then why did Ms. Brewer


    misunderstand?"


    Horace paused before answering, "She was just petty and jealous."


    Wendy''s eyes glinted with a sharp edge. "You''re funny, Mr. Larson. When things


    went wrong, you said it was because she was petty and jealous. If there were no


    other women around you, how could she be jealous? In other words, knowing


    how jealous she is, why did you still keep other women close to you?"


    Horace was left speechless.


    Before, Brittany''s drama had given him headaches. Now, with Wendy here, her


    quick tongue left himpletely defenseless.


    "What happens between me and my wife is a private affair. It''s none of your


    business. I suggest you watch your words."


    Wendy lowered her head slightly. "Sorry. I won''t say any more. I''ll be leaving now."


    She started to walk out, but then paused, turning back.


    "Oh, one more thing, Mr. Larson. I think I should correct you. Ms. Brewer is your


    ex-wife now. So it''s not your private affair anymore, is it?"


    Horace red daggers at her, silently ordering her to leave


    Suddenly, a voice called from outside the room. "Stanley, you can''t just barge into


    Horace''s study!"


    Stanley''s deep, smooth voice replied, "Where''s Wendy? I heard she came here.


    Is she really in Mr. Larson''s study?


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    Ida answered nervously, "I-"


    "Ms. Olsen, please step aside! I''m here for Wendy."


    "This is Horace''s study. How about you wait outside? I''ll go in and tell him you''re


    here."


    "No need."


    With a soft creak, the study door swung open, revealing Stanley''s tall, handsome


    figure in the doorway.


    Horace lifted his eyes to meet Stanley''s, his brows drawing together sharply.


    Stanley strode in confidently and stopped beside Wendy. "Wendy, why did you


    leave without telling me? And why are you here in Mr. Larson''s study?"


    Wendy hadn''t expected Stanley to catch up so fast. "I''m just visiting Mr. Larson''s


    home."


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    Stanley''s lips pressed into a thin line, displeased. "Okay, but why are you in his


    study? What''s your rtionship with Mr. Larson?"


    "Horace''s mood, already sour, darkened further. Stanley was looking at him like


    he had just caught him in the act.


    "What are you implying?" Horace growled. "Do you really think something''s going


    on between us? I''m old enough to be her father."


    Stanley nced at Horace sharply. "How would I know what''s going on in your


    head? These days, older men seem to like younger women."


    Horace was left speechless-it was as bad an insult as any


    "Both of you, get out!" Horace barked.


    He gave the order for Wendy and Stanley to leave.


    Ida stepped forward. "Ms. Crone, Stanley, please leave, or you''ll make him


    angrier."


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