“I did not. How could I fall in love with Heaton Fudd, you’re overthinking it.”
Yanni stared at her flustered face and chuckled. "I thought you deliberately brought your bracelet back yesterday to test Heaton's intentions."
Verian swallowed her saliva and pursed her lips. "Didn't you say that getting Heaton to fall in love with me and gain his trust is the fastest and most effective way to avenge him? However, I wore this bracelet last night and he had such a big reaction. It means that the person he really cares about is Sam Joyce. It’s been so long, I feel that Heaton would never fall in love with me..."
Before she could finish her words, Yanni stared at her with scrutiny in his eyes. "Verian, are you regretting it? Since this started, we were already on the same boat since long ago. If you disembark midway, the boat will capsize."
Verian suddenly frowned and stared at him. "Yanni Quain, are you threatening me?"
"Of course, I’m not threatening you. I'm just afraid that you’re obsessed and will fall in love with Heaton. Our plan has been going well. Before, when you went to Regent Island, he pursued you despite risking his life. This alone was enough to prove that he has you in his heart. Last time, we used Sunny to make him feel guilty toward you because of the incident. Because of this guilt, he would only trust you more. You have been doing very well, so well…”
Yanni lowered his head and approached her, speaking in a low voice, "It's so good that I am always in the illusion that what you’re doing is real."
Verian grabbed the palm of her hand and took a deep breath. "Yanni, I have two questions for you."
"Ask."
"Heaton and Sunny… Really... Did they really do it?"
Yanni stared at her meaningfully and curled his lips. "Verian, I really feel that you’re being jealous when you ask this kind of question. But since you asked, I’ll tell you this. Do you think that Heaton Fudd can really hold it back when he’s in a situation where a man and a woman are in the same room?"
A trace of disappointment slipped across Verian's eyes.
“Disappointed? Blame me, I didn't think about this matter thoroughly. I should have made Heaton mistakenly believe that..."
Verian seemed like she did not want to listen anymore and interrupted him directly by asking, "The second thing. That night when Heaton Fudd was on the way to the Department of Civil Affairs, did you send someone to hit him? I hope that President Quain will answer me honestly."
"If I sent someone to hit Heaton's car, what good would it have been for me if he had died? I don't mind telling you this. I just want to torture Heaton Fudd slowly. If he dies, I won't have much fun."
Verian looked at him suspiciously. Yanni said in amusement, "You don't trust me that much now, do you? We’re partners. The person you should trust the most should be me, right?"
"President Quain, I have finished asking my questions. If there’s nothing else, I will go back to work."
As soon as she turned around, Yanni, who was standing behind her, suddenly called her in a deep voice, "Wait."
"President Quain, is there something else?"
"The Fudd Group has been working on an intelligence chip recently. I think they should almost be done with the research. Now that Heaton trusts you so much, it shouldn’t be a problem for you to steal this smart chip before they release it, right?"
Verian's heart skipped a beat. "You’re asking me to steal the chip? Yanni Quain, that’s illegal. If Heaton found out about it..."
"Are you afraid that once you steal the chip, you’ll have to bear the responsibility, or are you afraid that when Heaton is aware of this matter, it’ll hurt his heart?"
Verian lowered her eyes, restraining the emotions within them as she calmly analyzed the situation. "What can we do if I steal this chip? What impact will it have on the Fudd Group? This will only cause me to lose Heaton's trust in me..."
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