No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 432 Winners And Losers know..."

"If everything proceeds normally, | certainly wouldn't worry. To be honest, I'm afraid of someone plotting against

him. This time, someone reported him deliberately, leading to his detention and investigation. Mr. Xenos, you are

upright and highly respected, so you must "You're overthinking it and underestimating Zachary."

Matthew interrupted her flattery with a pointed tone. "In any game, there will always be winners and losers. The

match isn't over yet. A temporary setback doesn't mean a loss. Those who are smug now might not have the last

laugh. That's all. If you have nothing else to discuss, you can leave."

Closing his eyes, Matthew raised a hand to massage his brow, looking utterly exhausted.

Lenora bit her lip, not daring to linger. "Thank you for your insight, Mr. Xenos. I'll let you rest now."

Leaving the private room, Lenora followed Zephyr a few steps before pulling out her phone. She located the

specific photo and deleted it in front of him. "There, it's gone."

Zephyr stared at her. "You didn't back it up, did you?"

Lenora handed him her phone. "See for yourself if you don't believe me."

Zephyr returned it without checking. "Okay, | trust you. Just make sure not to say anything careless in front of

Sophia."

"I know."

Seeing that Zephyr didn't doubt her, Lenora felt a bit guilty.

If he looked at her messages with Sophia, he'd find that she had sent Sophia a similar photo.

On her way back to the hotel, Lenora kept thinking about what Matthew had said.

"The match isn't over yet. A temporary setback doesn't mean a loss. Those who are smug now might not have

the last laugh."

Is he implying that although Zachary seemed to be in trouble now, he might not lose this gafter all?

A man like Matthew, with his connections, would surely have inside information.

If he was confident enough to say this, perhaps Zachary had already anticipated this struggle and was making a

strategic retreat to advance later.

Lenora felt reassured.

She didn't linger in Clusia and booked a flight back to Fairlake the next day.

Lenora had successfully completed the magazine shoot. Impressed by her talent, the manager reached out to

her again for another project: a portrait photography for a lesser-known celebrity's portfolio.

This time, the shoot was set in a small town on the outskirts of Fairlake, with most shots planned outdoors.

The town, about an hour's drive north of Fairlake, was small but well-equipped.

At the intersection of its two main streets were bars, restaurants, cafes, retail stores, salons, and shopping

centers.

The buildings in the town, mostly two to three-story tall, exuded charm and a sense of life.

Surrounding the town were lush green fields dotted with white cottages, creating a picturesque pastoral scene.

The photoshoot location was centered on the town's main streets and the area behind it.

The manager didn't accompany them this tbut sent two assistants with the actor.

The male actor himself had striking features sharp and rugged with deep-set eyes and a defined nose, leaving a

strong first impression.

Lenora tried to engage him in conversation during the car ride, but his responses were curt.

Apart from answering her direct questions, he didn't say a word.

Before this, she had emailed him but received no reply.

At the time, she thought he might be busy. Now she realized he simply didn't want to respond.

After they got out of the car, one of the assistants quietly explained the situation to Lenora.

The actor had initially requested a high-profile photographer for the shoot. However, the manager hired Lenora

instead, a photographer he'd never heard of. Feeling slighted but aware that his level of fwouldn't attract

big-nphotographers, the actor had bottled up his frustration and directed it at Lenora. Lenora resolved to

remain professional and focused on guiding him through the shoot.

The small town was bustling with people coming and going.

Occasionally, pedestrians stopped to watch.

While reviewing a few shots, she suddenly heard a commotion. Turning around, she saw a woman collapse

nearby.

A middle-aged man rushed to help the woman up and pressed on her philtrum.

A small crowd gathered.

When the woman regained consciousness, her face was pale. She thanked the man, saying, "I'm so sorry for

troubling you."

"Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No, I'll be fine. It's just low blood sugar, and I felt dizzy."

Lenora approached, pulling two chocolates from her pocket. "Miss, | have two pieces of chocolate with me. Here,

take these if you don't mind."

She had tucked the chocolates into her pocket earlier for a quick energy boost during the shoot.

The woman hesitated until someone nearby said, "You should take them. The grocery store's a bit far."

The woman smiled gratefully at Lenora. "Thank you. I'll take them, then."

"You're welcome. There are sseats over there if you'd like to rest."

Before Lenora could say more, the actor called out impatiently, "What are you doing? Get back to work!"

Lenora smiled at the woman. "I have to go. Take care."

"Okay."

A passerby helped the woman to a bench on the side of the road to rest. As she sat, she enjoyed her chocolate

while watching Lenora take photographs. Once the woman seemed to have recovered, she went to a nearby

supermarket, bought sfruits, and left them next to Lenora's camera bag.

By the tLenora finished her work and noticed the fruit, the woman was long gone.

Over the next two days, Lenora was busy editing photos and barely had tto check her phone.

While she was fully engrossed in her work, Sophia sent her several messages in a row.

Lenora absentmindedly tapped the blinking Whathat icon in the notification bar and saw Sophia's texts:

Nora, have you seen the news? SugarSoph: Tyrant Fuller is out.

SugarSoph: Where are you? Are you busy?

Lenora replied: I'm here. Haven't seen the news yet. Checking now.

She unlocked her phone to find her notification screen flooded with push alerts.

Clicking on one of them, she saw the police statement: After verification, evidence of white-collar cragainst

Zachary Fuller, Chairman of Fuller Group, is insufficient. He has now been released without charges.

The intewas abuzz with all kinds of theories, including numerous conspiracy speculations.

Lenora had anticipated that Zachary would likely be fine, but she hadn't expected him to be released so soon.

Sophia sent another message: D*mn it, he actually got off! What a lucky b*stard.

Lenora didn't say anything.

What now?

If she told Sophia the truth, she might just end up getting her head bitten off.

After shesitation, Lenora finally decided to tell Sophia everything.

Sophia was utterly incredulous. "What did you say? He and Susanna were acting? He staged all that to sever ties

with you and protect you? Are you joking? Lenora, have you lost your mind? Are you getting carried away? Did

Tyrant Fuller do something nice to you?" Lenora rubbed her nose awkwardly and replied, "Calm down, calm

down, Babe. | didn't believe it at first either. I'm not that dumb..."

Sophia interrupted, "No, you are that dumb."

Lenora was rendered speechless.

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