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In the world outside the castle, there was already a commotion about their affairs, but inside the castle, Yan Wushuang had no idea what was happening outside. She remained blissfully innocent, holding her Snowball in the pavilion, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the gentle breeze.
Snowball nestled comfortably in her arms, enjoying everything alongside her. Wushuang's small hand brushed through its soft fur, and suddenly she thought of something and asked, "Snowball, do you have a family?"
Snowball blinked at her as if to say it didn't. Seeing its little annoyed expression, Wushuang said sadly, "I don't have a family either. To be precise, I don't know who my family is or where they are. Yezi only knows my name and said that when he met me, I was already by Lefas's side. Even Brother Shouya said the same. It seems only Lefas knows my background. But do you think I should ask him? Will he tell me?"
Wushuang held the rabbit and foolishly shared her thoughts with it. Although it couldn't understand, it was the only one she could confide in.
After talking to it for a long time, Wushuang affectionately kissed it. Unfortunately, this was just seen by Rafas, who had just returned to the castle. He really thought she was ignoring his words; she never seemed to remember anything he said!
From a distance, he shouted at her in the pavilion, "Throw that beast in your hands away immediately!"
That deafening voice made her realize without looking that the man had returned. She quickly set Snowball down and urged it to leave the pavilion quickly to avoid being harmed by that violent man.
Seeing that Snowball seemed to have found a place to hide, she stood up and walked toward him with a smile on her face, saying, "Lefas, you came back so early today!"
Rafas had a dark expression on his face. That damned woman didn’t know how many times she had kissed that beast while he was away. When he was right in front of her, she had never been so proactive. He hated that damned creature and hoped he wouldn't see it; otherwise, he would shoot it and make rabbit stew!
Wushuang was picked up by him and placed on the lounge chair in the pavilion. He tightly gripped her waist and pulled her down to meet his gaze as he asked, "Tell me, do you like that beast or do you like me?"
This question left her dumbfounded. Who would compare such things with a rabbit? She really didn’t understand whether he was confused or if work had made him lose his mind today.
"Quickly say it! Who do you really like?" He seemed determined not to let go until he got an answer.
"Of course I like you because I am your woman and you are my man, right?" Yan Wushuang lied for the first time. If she could speak freely, she would definitely say she liked Snowball.
Clearly, her flattery worked well; Rafas's previously stormy demeanor transformed into clear skies with a hint of a smile at the corners of his mouth as he swiftly sealed her lips with his.
In the pavilion, a couple embraced tightly as they kissed passionately, with the man's large hand wandering restlessly over her body.
"Lefas, don’t do this; many people will see us." Unlike him, she had no intention of being so careless about their surroundings; she couldn’t be taken anywhere at any time like that.
"Foolish girl, what are you afraid of? They are all professionally trained. Once they know what we are doing here, they will automatically hide and not look at us," Rafas said, loosening his grip slightly to let her see. Wushuang looked towards the area where a large number of bodyguards had been stationed, and indeed, there was not a single person in sight.
"Where did they go? Are they hiding to spy on us?" Her suspicion was quite intense, but it was understandable; for a girl, it was hard to accept such behavior in broad daylight.
"They wouldn't dare. If they see something they shouldn't, they would willingly gouge out their own eyes!" His voice suddenly turned harsh, and his words made Wushuang feel a wave of nausea.
Seeing her easily frightened expression, he decided not to tease her anymore. However, with such beauty in his arms, he wasn't exactly a gentleman. Even if he were, how many men could resist her charm?
Sounds filled the garden as the two remained tightly together by the lakeside. It wasn't until the evening glow faded that they concluded their passionate outdoor performance.
Rafas had not responded to the incident regarding the magazine photos. He believed such news was the best weapon to strike at that man. He would not make any response; let everyone speculate as they wished!
However, the more mysterious he became, the more curious people were about the matter. They continuously speculated about the identity of the beautiful Eastern girl in the photo, which depicted Rafas affectionately holding her waist while she leaned against him, appearing completely natural as if they were a couple deeply in love.
Reporters were eager to uncover the girl's identity. Who was she? Where did she live? Since that day when they both appeared at the restaurant entrance, she had not been seen again, making it impossible for reporters to pursue her.
At Monica Tower's entrance, reporters gathered in droves every day. Not only were there crowds in Las Vegas, but even at Smith Manor, a large group of reporters had surrounded it. It seemed that if this situation continued to drag on, they really wouldn't need to leave their homes.
In the President's Office, Rafas had just finished a call with Smith Will. He made his position clear: regardless of why he married and divorced Annie, they were still business partners. Now that he was a shareholder of Wilson Group, he needed to step forward to resolve this matter and must not disclose the direct reasons for their divorce to the media!
Okay, he generously accepted his advice. Since that's the case, let's publicly announce their divorce. He didn't care at all; at most, Monica's stock would drop for a few days resulting in some losses—an amount he could easily earn back!
Both sides reached a consensus. In England, Annie announced to reporters that they had already divorced but avoided discussing the specific reasons for their divorce. This left reporters eager to dig up this major news!
At Monica Tower, Rafas adjusted his coat and walked out confidently. A crowd of reporters immediately surrounded him, eagerly firing questions: "Mr. Lei, Miss Smith has already stated in England that you two have divorced. Is this news true? When did you divorce and what were the reasons? Was it because of the girl in the photo?"
Just as Rafas was about to get into his car, he suddenly stopped and turned around to answer their questions: "I have indeed divorced Annie. As for when we divorced, I review too many documents daily so I can't quite remember; it should have been some time ago. Regarding the reason for our divorce, I think you would be better off asking Miss Smith!"
His words immediately shifted all attention onto Smith Annie. Her romantic escapades were well-known; it was easy to imagine what might have caused this situation. Someone pointedly remarked that Rafas married her purely for business reasons—how could one expect such a relationship to last?
Rafas is a globally renowned group president, and of course, he often travels for business. Unable to bear the loneliness, Smith Annie went out to find men for entertainment. However, her good times were short-lived as Rafas discovered her infidelity and immediately divorced her.
A man of his status naturally has various beautiful women around him, and the Eastern girl in the photo is the new favorite of President Lei. It seems that President Lei is quite fond of this beautiful Eastern girl, always protecting her from outside disturbances.
Seeing such reports, Rafas smirked with satisfaction; this was exactly the outcome he wanted. Meanwhile, far away in Japan, Yamamoto Ryuichi was furious upon reading the news. He knew better than anyone what his relationship with Wushuang was.
Staring at the face on the computer screen that he hated to the core, he gritted his teeth and muttered, "Rafas, one day I will personally tear off your mask of deceit!"
Yamamoto Ryuichi's heart was gradually changing; he was losing his conscience bit by bit. As long as it made his power stronger, he engaged in all sorts of heinous acts—murder, arson, smuggling drugs—his only goal was revenge!
The incident regarding the photo finally came to a close. That afternoon, while Yan Wushuang was playing with Snowball in the pavilion, she suddenly heard a strange sound. What was going on? The bird's nest had already been removed by Rafas's people; there shouldn't be any bird calls now.
She looked around and surprisingly found a little sparrow that seemed to have just hatched under the tree. Did it fall from the tree? The previous nest had been taken away. She looked up at where the little bird had fallen; through the leaves, she thought she saw a nest. Looking at the pitiful little sparrow in her hand, she wondered if its mother would be heartbroken if she couldn't find it when she returned.
After some hesitation, she made up her mind: she would return the little sparrow to its nest. She placed Snowball under the tree and told it to wait patiently while she climbed up. She tucked the little sparrow into her pocket and glanced at the bodyguards around her; if she moved quickly enough, she would be halfway up by the time they reached her!
She rubbed her hands together and took off her shoes. Alright, one, two, three… She nimbly climbed onto a lower branch and carefully began to ascend. The bodyguards noticed she was climbing again and rushed over, but her movements were too swift. By the time they reached the base of the tree, she had already climbed quite high.
"Miss Wushuang, come down quickly! It's dangerous up there! If the master finds out you're climbing trees again, he will be very angry!" A group of bodyguards urged her from below and spread out soft mats they had used last time under the tree.
This tree was clearly not as sturdy as the last one. Yan Wushuang carefully pushed aside the leaves and finally returned the little sparrow home. Taking it from her pocket and placing it back in the nest, a satisfied smile appeared on her lips; her mission was complete.
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