Silly Bride

Chapter 414

Chapter 414 Pacify Her First

“Of course.” Harold turned his head and exhaled puffs of smoke at Shania's face. “I personally threw him into the deep canyon. There's no way he could walk out alive.”

His gaze darkened when he recalled the situation at the time.

The locals had tanned skin, so he sprayed his body with paint that made him look tanned. After spending some money, he infiltrated the local exploration team Lisanne organized.

Xavier happened to be in the cave that day. Before Harold could find the right time to orchestrate his plan, their exploration team made a grave mistake, giving him the upper hand.

A team member miscalculated the number of explosives required, and his foolish mistake led to the collapse of the entire cave.

At that time, Harold knew luck was on his side.

Xavier was in critical condition, with a severe head injury that left him unconscious and bleeding profusely. It was then that Harold appeared on the scene and, without hesitation, stripped Xavier of his possessions, including his clothing, phone, and wallet.

He initially wanted to find a rock to smash Xavier's face, but someone came over at that time. Since he did not have the time to deal with Xavier, he dumped the latter's body into the canyon.

To prevent leaving any evidence behind, he even burned off the papillary ridges on the ends of his fingers.

After regaining his senses, Harold couldn't help looking at his bandaged hands and said with a smirk. “Soon, I'll be able to replicate Xavier's fingerprint. Even the most sophisticated machines will identify me

as Xavier.”

“But those wealthy and powerful individuals are masters of scheming.” Shania voiced her concern. “Do you know how I escaped from prison? Xavier's uncle paid a hefty sum to secure my release. He knew how much I hated Xavier and wanted to use me to kill him. Though they pulled countless evil tricks and had been scheming against each other for years, Xavier was still alive and well! So you can imagine how scary those people are.”

Harold started to lose his patience. “What are you trying to say? Are you trying to rain on my parade?”

Upon noticing the frown on his face, Shania immediately reached out and touched it. “Calm down. I'm not trying to put you down. Somehow, I don't think Xavier will die so easily. We need to see it to believe it. We must find his body.”

Harold scoffed and swatted away Shania's hand. “His body? That's long gone. All that's left are memories that his relatives cling to.”

“But how can you be so sure when you haven't even seen his body?” Shania asked.

Harold let out a chuckle. “The canyon has magma underneath it. Do you know what magma is? Even superheroes from movies will instantly melt if they fall into it.”

“Of course, I know what magma is, even though I haven't witnessed it firsthand. I learned about it in textbooks when I was in school.” Shania's eyes lit up with excitement. “So this means not a single trace of evidence would be left behind! Even if you screwed up, they won't be able to take any action against you.”

Harold smirked and said, “Exactly. So just shut your mouth. A lifetime of wealth and prosperity awaits us.”

“Got it.” Shania hugged Harold's arm tightly and spoke sweetly. “I've been devoted to you since you brought me here. You won't be able to get rid of me even if you want to. So, once you end things with Winnie, would you make me Mrs. Fairchild?”

Harold lifted Shania's chin and responded with a smirk. “So you want to be the mistress of the Fairchild family? Well, that depends on what you can do to make me happy.”

Shania's hand slid down in disappointment. “Are you not satisfied with what I did earlier? Besides, I know your secret now. It would be wise to keep me by your side, wouldn't it?”

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Harold's narrowed eyes. He questioned, “Are you threatening me?”

“Oh, no. Of course not. We're just having a chat. Do you want me to get on my knees and propose to you? Harold, I just want to marry you. If you think I'm not up to your standards, help me become Winnie. I think I can pull that identity off pretty well.”

Harold sneered, “Do you think assuming someone else's identity is child's play? It's not just a matter of having a different body. You'll also have to undergo surgery to alter your appearance and master every aspect of her life.” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Shania replied softly, “I know it won't be easy. That's why I'd prefer to become Mrs. Fairchild myself. Marry me, please?”

Harold's deep gaze flickered. “All right. I promise you.”

He extinguished his cigarette and gave Shania a command indifferently. “Turn around and lie down.”

He decided to keep her around for a little longer, as he found her entertaining.

Shania fantasized about the day she became the mistress of the Fairchild Corporation, so she did everything she could to please him.

She even helped Harold come up with ideas. “I have the inside scoop on the layout of the Fairchild Corporation and meticulously marked it for you. I'll give it to you later so that you'll enter the right office. Can I not work as a janitor anymore? It's so tiring,” Shania complained. “Also, if you want to torture Winnie slowly, you must not be impulsive. If you're too headstrong, she'll push back just as hard. You won't achieve your goal if you choose to be stubborn. You might even arouse her suspicion. Instead of poking the bear, you should slowly add salt to her wounds. But I don't want to wait too long. When the time is right, can you just kick her out?”

Harold let out a chuckle. “The canyon has magma underneath it. Do you know what magma is? Even superheroes from movies will instantly melt if they fall into it.”

“Okay, I'll listen to you,” Harold responded.

After taking a brief rest, Harold got up and drove right back to Aqua Moana.

No one was aware that he had left or returned. Everyone thought he had been in his room, sleeping the whole time.

At the break of dawn, he drove back to Lagune Mansion.

He thought Shania's words made sense.

That was why he decided to return to Lagune Mansion to comfort Winnie before toying with her emotions again.

Meanwhile, it was quite lively at Lagune Mansion.

Louis was the first to arrive when Winnie was still in bed.

When he woke up this morning, he learned that Winnie had called him in the middle of the night. It was his mother who answered the call on his behalf.

That was why he came to the mansion early to apologize to her before picking Xavier up for work.

Yet, Mary told him Xavier was not in the mansion. “Last night, Mr. Fairchild came home drunk and argued with Mrs. Fairchild.”

Louis stiffened at her words.

However, before Louis could see Winnie, Josiah arrived at the house with a durian in his hand.

Louis' face twisted into a sour expression. “Dr. Houghton, don't tell me you prepared that for Mr. Fairchild?”

Josiah burst into laughter. “You know me well, Mr. Tanser.”

Louis raised an eyebrow at the sight of the durian and said with a frown. “Dr. Houghton, can I take the durian instead? Mr. Fairchild must still be suffering from a hangover. I regret not being able to prevent him from drinking excessively yesterday.”

Josiah shook his head and replied, “No way. I took the trouble to prepare this for Mr. Fairchild.”

“But—”

All of a sudden, a voice, hoarse and unexpected, interrupted their conversation from behind. “Give it to me.”

Intrigued by the unfamiliar voice, Josiah turned around to take a look. It was then he realized “Xavier” had returned.

“Okay, I'll listen to you,” Herold responded.