She completely understood his reasoning.
Chloe was a Harvard prodigy with a master's and a doctorate, a top-tier researcher at Zener. Her high-profile recruitment would instantly elevate the new institute's reputation and attract a flood of world-class scientists.
More importantly, it would permanently sever any chance of her returning to Zener.
Frederick's cold, harsh face flashed in her mind.
She simply couldn't do it right now!
Her silence stretched on, and Xavier's gaze grew progressively more lethal.
The standoff hung heavy in the air.
Suddenly, a loud smack echoed in the room.
Lydia's eyes widened in sheer shock as she watched Eleanor slap Xavier's hand.
The back of his pale, elegant hand instantly turned red.
"Is that how you treat your own wife?"
"Instead of spoiling her and giving her whatever she wants, you're laying down rules?" Eleanor scolded.
Caught looking completely disheveled for the first time, Xavier's face went through a kaleidoscope of colors.
It was incredibly surprising to see a man of his unshakeable power look so momentarily thrown off balance.
"Lydie, whatever you want, you just tell me."
"As long as I'm around, if he doesn't give it to you, I'll make sure he does."
Lydia knew she was pushing her luck, but a tiny flutter of triumph sparked in her chest.
After being bullied and suppressed for so long, it felt intoxicating to finally have someone powerful firmly in her corner.
"Grandma, I just want to work for... for Xavier. I just want him to promise not to replace me."
"Did you hear that?" Eleanor clutched Lydia's hand as if it were a priceless treasure. Seeing the wrinkles deepen around the old lady's eyes as she put on a stern, authoritative face to command Xavier, Lydia felt a profound warmth bloom in her chest.
He gave a curt, reluctant response. "Fine."
Xavier shot her a sideways glance that was so frigid it felt like physical ice against her skin.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her eyes.
She stayed and chatted with Eleanor for a while until she successfully coaxed the old lady to sleep.
Then, she followed Xavier out of the room.
Wesley shut the door behind them. Xavier took a seat on the sofa, radiating an overwhelmingly oppressive aura.
She knew she had played dirty. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have used Grandma Eleanor's sympathy to manipulate you."
The man's somber gaze pinned her down, clearly condemning her calculated move. He showed zero signs of thawing.
"But I genuinely have no intention of jumping ship to Zener."
"If you don't believe me, listen to this."
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