The man’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an icy chill. It was evident he was truly angry. Aunt Tawny saw this and shrank her neck, looking like she didn’t dare utter a word. Inside, she was thinking: the whip has finally hit him, he’s starting to feel the pain. Vincent Hawthorne suppressed his temper and said coldly, "If you’re so talkative again next time, even if you’re the old lady’s person, I won’t show mercy!" Aunt Tawny: "Yes... Sir." Mr. Hawthorne may appear gentle and easygoing, but when he gets mad, he’s truly a bit scary. Considering Aunt Tawny was also the old lady’s spy. Vincent Hawthorne composed himself and spoke softly, "You don’t need to worry about Tanya and me, she’s been a bit too capricious lately. After facing some setbacks outside, she’ll naturally come back obediently." Today being rejected by Westgard Pharmaceuticals is just a lesson for her being too willful recently, she brought it upon herself! ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novęlfire.net Aunt Tawny nodded obediently, turned, and muttered inwardly: ’Good words can’t persuade a ghost destined to die, wait until the wife kicks you out, then find a place to cry!’ On the other side, Tanya Sinclair left the villa and drove directly back to her rented apartment. On the way, Tanya calmed down, recalled in detail, and found some details she’d overlooked before. During her junior and senior years, she brewed medicine for Vincent Hawthorne’s so-called ’cousin’ for two years. She remembered very clearly, once, Vincent was suddenly busy and couldn’t pick up the medicine, so she decided to deliver it to the villa district where his cousin lived. —Goldenwater Bay Villa District, No. 79! But when she arrived, Vincent rushed over anxiously. Tanya was glad she was supposedly a genius, with a memory superior to the average person, even if she couldn’t forget anything at a glance, she could still vividly recall Vincent’s reaction years later. He was clearly a bit nervous, took the medicine from her, with the excuse that his cousin’s household had many rules, and it was inconvenient to receive guests that day. Back then, Tanya found it odd, but her feelings for Vincent made her blind, so she didn’t think much of it. She remembered Vincent making a phone call, and soon, a servant came hurriedly to fetch the medicine, that servant was particularly polite and respectful to Vincent... Thinking of this, a clear, cold light flickered in Tanya’s eyes. She lightly tapped the steering wheel with her index finger, her gaze growing firmer. Previously, Daisy Bell helped her find Cindy Lynn’s secret Weibo account. According to Cindy’s records of flaunting love on Weibo, she had met Vincent Hawthorne during university. Tanya guessed, the one she took care of for two years, supposedly Vincent’s ’cousin’, should be Cindy Lynn! But there was one thing Tanya found strange. Living in the Goldenwater Bay Villa District, one’s worth must exceed a billion! Vincent is indeed worth hundreds of billions and is good-looking as well. But if Cindy truly is a nurtured rich lady, why would she humble herself for so many years as Vincent’s secretary and hidden lover? But if it’s not Cindy, Tanya really can’t think of a second person. She decided to investigate personally. If it was Cindy Lynn, she would settle both recent and old scores with that scumbag and the shameless woman together! If it’s not Cindy, then it means Vincent might have another mistress outside, hidden in Goldenwater Bay, tucked away in a golden house! Tanya tightened her grip on the steering wheel, letting out a cold laugh. The evidence of that despicable man’s infidelity just keeps popping up one after another! Tanya suppressed the chill in her chest, rationally analyzing, during divorce, she couldn’t compete in terms of wealth with The Hawthorne Family! But on the other hand, Vincent’s current public image is too perfect, deeply tied to Zenith Group, he to some extent represents Zenith Group himself. This means, as long as she can hold the evidence of Vincent’s continuous infidelity over the years, she’ll have the sharpest weapon to threaten him! Even if she doesn’t make it public, handing it over to his cousin Silas Hawthorne would be enough to give Vincent a hard time! Yet the security at Goldenwater Bay Villa District is extremely tight, not easily accessible. Tanya pondered slightly, took advantage of the red light, and used her phone to find villa information through the property sale platform. Several villas were up for sale. Tanya dialed the contact number for the brokerage. "Hello, I’m interested in seeing the second-hand villas for sale in Goldenwater Bay Villa District." Such luxury villa brokers are used to judging people by their looks. Hearing Tanya’s young voice, knowing she was a woman, he replied stiffly, "Miss, Goldenwater Bay Villa District is only for sale, not rental, with a base price of three billion minimum. And it doesn’t support loans or installments, an asset verification is needed to view the property." His implication was clear, don’t waste his time if you’re poor! Tanya directly sent her identification information over, calmly said, "I’m Mrs. Hawthorne from Zenith Group, wife of President Vincent Hawthorne, do I have the viewing qualification?" After all, her position as Mrs. Hawthorne won’t last much longer; use it while she can. No immediate response came from the other side, but Tanya could hear the clattering of keyboard sounds, clearly verifying her identity information’s authenticity. Within three minutes, the broker’s voice returned, but this time it was eight degrees more respectful, each word dripping with respect and flattery for a wealthy client. "Hello Mrs. Hawthorne, when would you like to schedule a viewing? Anytime at your convenience, I am available!" Tanya replied blandly, "I’ll contact you when I’m free in the next couple of days." "Alright, Mrs. Hawthorne, I eagerly await your call." Tanya put down her phone, stared straight ahead at the road, her expression remained calm, with no extra emotion showing. Back home, Tanya took a quick shower and changed into an off-white professional outfit, tying her long hair into a low ponytail at the back, giving off an intellectual and cool aura, though her complexion remained poor. Before heading out, she applied light makeup, instantly looking more refreshed in the mirror. She checked the time, grabbed her files, and left in a hurry. Across the street was Westgard Pharmaceuticals Tower. Tanya glanced and saw Cindy Lynn’s white BMW approaching, with a man seemingly in the passenger seat, though it wasn’t clear, but the silhouette wasn’t Vincent. And if it were Vincent, how could he bear to let Cindy drive herself? He would naturally either arrange for a driver or personally be her chauffeur. Tanya sneered slightly, retracting her gaze, and headed straight into Westgard Pharmaceuticals. Cindy drove while glancing at Julian Poole in the passenger seat. "Senior, you worked overnight, you really didn’t need to come to accompany me this morning. It’s too exhausting." She said softly. Julian’s handsome face showed a hint of fatigue, but he didn’t appear weary, rather it added a deeper charm. He’d already reviewed Cindy’s collaboration plan on the way here. "In the collaboration plan, there’s some content I worry you might not explain clearly. I can help fill in at the time; securing today’s collaboration should be no problem." Julian paused, thinking of something, his lips curled in disdain and irony, "Coincidentally, I also want to see with my own eyes who this Mrs. Hawthorne is, what kind of beauty is able to coax your President Hawthorne into giving her such a good collaboration opportunity just by whispering soft words!" Just as he finished speaking, Julian suddenly saw someone, and his usually calm and steady dark eyes instantly stirred with shock. He rarely lost his composure, abruptly sat up straight, rolled down the car window, and shouted regardless of image, "Tanya Sinclair!" Hearing the name, Cindy, driving the car, felt a shock to her heart, her expression subtly changed. She glimpsed Tanya’s figure disappearing into the entrance. These days, while chatting about the project with Julian, Cindy hadn’t mentioned Tanya Sinclair’s full name. He didn’t know Mrs. Hawthorne was Tanya Sinclair. But Julian had been abroad for years, how could he possibly know this wretch? Moreover, for Julian to lose control and become so excited, he must have a connection with Tanya! They can’t recognize each other at this crucial moment!! Seeing Julian already had his seatbelt off, determined to chase her, Cindy’s gaze hardened, she suddenly slammed on the brakes!