The Wife He Forgot to Marry (Winona and Yule) novel Chapter 587

Through sheer carelessness, Giselle destroyed a critical batch of data, rendering a highly valuable set of experimental samples completely useless.

Terrified of the backlash, she immediately pinned the blame on a junior researcher named Rona Winslow.

Rona, already fed up with Giselle's entitlement, wasn't about to take the fall. She marched straight into Dean Ziegler's office and reported the incident.

Dean Ziegler quickly cross-referenced the event with the rest of the team and discovered this was far from Giselle's first major screw-up. In the past, she had bullied two meeker researchers into taking the blame for her mistakes.

Furious, Dean Ziegler summoned Giselle to his office and delivered a harsh reprimand.

Initially, Giselle played the part of the apologetic student, but as his lecture dragged on, her patience snapped. "Professor Ziegler, my father is fully funding this project. So what if I wasted a few samples? It's his money going down the drain. There's really no need to be this dramatic about it."

Dean Ziegler's face flushed with anger. When Giselle had first joined the institute, she had shown him genuine respect. Now, she was an entirely different person, endlessly weaponizing Sylvan Scully's wealth to absolve herself of any professional accountability.

Seeing his stunned silence, Giselle casually checked her nails. "Well, if you're done, I'm going to head out. It's past working hours, and I have dinner plans."

With that, she turned on her heel and walked out.

Dean Ziegler felt a profound wave of regret for ever recruiting her. He decided right then that the moment her three-month probationary period ended, she was out. He didn't care what Sylvan Scully threatened him with; he wasn't going to compromise the integrity of his lab.

Completely unfazed by the confrontation, Giselle met up with her friends for drinks and poker at an exclusive club, casually accepting extravagant gifts from her various wealthy suitors. To her, life was absolutely perfect. If she could maintain this effortless, glittering existence forever, she would be content.

*

After clocking out, Winona caught another flight to the Capital.

She spent the entirety of the flight hammering out lab reports on her laptop. By the time she finished, the plane was already touching down.

Stefan was hosting a high-profile dinner that evening and had specifically requested she join him.

Upon arriving at the private dining room, Winona was pleasantly surprised to see Professor Valor Bell among the guests. She greeted him warmly.

Professor Bell eagerly introduced her to the rest of the table. Winona quickly realized she was standing in a room full of the Capital's most elite pharmacology professors—two of whom had literally authored the textbooks she'd studied in university.

She greeted each of them with polite, articulate grace.

Seeing how highly the notoriously difficult Professor Bell spoke of her, the older academics began engaging Winona in deep, highly technical discussions.

Standing by a sleek convertible in the parking lot was Yulen, quietly smoking a cigarette by himself.

Giselle walked over. "Bad mood?"

Yulen crushed the cigarette under his shoe, looking up at her. "Want to go for a drive?"

"Sure."

She slid into the passenger seat, and Yulen floored the accelerator.

Giselle had gone street racing with plenty of rich playboys recently, so the reckless speed didn't scare her—it exhilarated her.

They tore up the winding roads until they reached a scenic overlook at the top of the mountain. Yulen pulled out a few beers from the back, cracked one open, and handed it to her.

Feeling like Giselle was the only person who truly understood him right now, Yulen began pouring out memories of his early relationship with Winona.

"When we first started dating, she had just graduated. She was so inexperienced, completely innocent. She had never been in love before and had her guard up. But I was patient. I broke down those walls, and she became so fiercely devoted to me. Whatever I said, she would do. She was so obedient, so sweet... We were genuinely happy for a long time..."