Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Tell her to take appointment

Back inside the car, Ivy leaned slightly forward, resting her elbow against the seat as she glanced at the man in the driver’s seat.

"So, Teddy," she began casually, "how long have you been working with Xander?"

The silence inside the car had started to suffocate her, and she needed something, anything, to break it.

Teddy kept his eyes on the road, his posture as straight and rigid as ever.

"Seven years, Madam."

Ivy nodded slowly, absorbing the information. Seven years was not a short time. That meant loyalty. Trust. Access.

Her gaze briefly shifted to the rearview mirror, catching sight of the car following them. The guards were still there, maintaining a careful distance.

She sighed softly and shook her head before turning back to Teddy.

"Seven years," she repeated thoughtfully. "Then you must know quite a lot about him... and his family."

There was a slight pause.

Teddy did not answer immediately this time. His grip on the steering wheel tightened just a fraction before he gave a faint nod.

"I am familiar with them, Madam."

Ivy’s lips curved into a small, knowing smile.

"Good."

There was a subtle shift in her tone. Lighter on the surface, but sharper underneath.

"Then tell me something, Teddy..." she said, her voice lowering just enough to draw his full attention. "Why do you think Xander was attacked that night?"

The question hit its mark.

Teddy’s eyes flickered for a split second, a crack in his otherwise disciplined composure. He glanced at her briefly through the mirror before returning his focus to the road, surprise evident despite his attempt to mask it.

"Madam..." he started cautiously.

Ivy leaned back slightly, watching him with quiet interest.

"Yes?"

"That is not something I am authorized to discuss."

A soft chuckle escaped her lips, though there was no real amusement in it.

"Of course," she murmured. "I expected that."

Her gaze drifted back to the window, but her mind was anything but distracted.

Raven knew.

She knew that attack had not been random. It had been planned, precise, and intentional. That was the only reason she had been assigned to it in the first place. Missions like that were never accidents.

But what she did not know... was who had ordered it.

And that was a problem.

Her fingers tapped lightly against her arm as her thoughts deepened.

’So I presume this isn’t the first time Xander was attacked’

If she was going to stay here, if she was going to survive in Xander’s world, she needed answers. Not fragments. Not guesses.

The truth.

Her eyes shifted back to Teddy, calmer now, but far more observant.

"Alright," she said lightly, as if dropping the topic. "Then let me ask you something else."

Teddy remained silent, waiting.

"Does Xander trust easily?"

This time, the question seemed simpler. Safer.

Teddy answered without hesitation.

"No, Madam."

Ivy smiled faintly.

"I thought so."

Her gaze lowered slightly, her expression unreadable.

Because if he didn’t trust easily...

Then she would have to make sure he never suspected the truth.

Not yet.

***

Xander, along with Taylor, stepped into Globe International and headed straight for the private elevator that led to the top floor.

The moment the doors opened, both men stepped out with their usual composed stride, their presence alone enough to command attention. The office floor was quiet, efficient, and disciplined—just the way Xander preferred it.

But before they could proceed any further, the receptionist quickly stood up.

"Boss, you have a visitor."

Taylor frowned instantly, his brows knitting together as he pulled out the tablet in his hand.

"A visitor?" he muttered, already scrolling through Xander’s tightly packed schedule. "Was there an appointment today?"

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