Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for some people.

Howard's eyes were red, and he lost his temper as soon as he returned.

Ashley added fuel to the fire,

"You see, I already said that Zoey is an ingrate! We trusted her so much, so we gave her such an important thing to do! But she schemed against us!"

"I guess she is addicted to being Mrs. Windsor. She doesn't care who killed her parents!"

"No... She must have been used in return by Wyatt." Howard's eyes flashed with a dim light.

"Then what should we do? Are we going to give up this weapon?" Ashley asked in a panic.

"Of course not!"

Howard gritted his teeth. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Wyatt was so powerful that he rarely had weaknesses. Only Zoey was his only Achilles' heel.

Therefore, the only way now was to intensify the conflict between Zoey and Wyatt.

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"Bad Daddy, are you bullying Mommy?"

Otherwise, why is Mommy's mouth swollen? Her neck also has red marks!" At the dining table, Evan pouted and pointed at the red spot on Zoey's neck.

Wyatt raised his eyes and took a look.

Her neck was pretty white, and although the hickeys he made last night had faded a lot, they were still very conspicuous.

Zoey did not expect her son to mention this. She looked around, and when she saw the servants' teasing smiles on their faces, she wanted to find a hole to hide.

She also remembered this, "Wyatt made the hickey, so he must have known about it earlier. However, he didn't tell her. He must be intentional!"

"I do bully your mommy. What can you do to me?"

After hearing his words, Evan was speechless and then raised his little fist, “I... I can't beat you now, but when I grow up, I'll be able to take mommy back from your hands!"

"Then let's wait until you grow up." Wyatt smiled at him provocatively, "I can take your Mom away tonight and let you sleep alone."

When these words came out, Evan was so aggrieved that he almost cried out.

"It's okay. Dad is a liar. Leave him alone." Zoey said softly.

Wyatt pursed his thin lips.

Why did he have this feeling of losing favor?

When Mr. Windsor and Mrs. Windsor showed up at the bidding site, they showed their love for each other in public, and they bought the land for 35 million, which spread widely in the industry.

The rumors of the two of them not getting along also broke down.

The photo of the two people was even posted online by the media, which became a trending topic.

The onlookers had such sharp eyes that they instantly discovered this beautiful couple. They initially thought it was hype in the entertainment circle, but they did not expect them to be loaded and powerful. In just one night, they dug out the background of the couple.

One was once the daughter of the Yates family, a real socialite, and the other was a high-ranking tycoon in Riverton's business field, and he could squander hundreds of millions with just a flick of his finger.

Of course, they found only what Wyatt let them see but not their private things.

Since both of them did not have a social account, the Windsor’s official blog had increased by three million fans in just one day. The fans were almost attracted by their appearance and asked the couple to open a private account.

"Mr. Windsor, do you want me to contact the media and ask them to remove the photos of you and Madam?" Harvey pushed the door of the office.

"Yes, the photos can be off." Wyatt leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling. His delicate profile and jawline were particularly conspicuous.

He, after a pause, "The articles must be kept, especially those that say I have a good relationship with my wife and that we are a loving couple."

Harvey was speechless.