The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Xante was even more serious than usual.
“Things are different now. Corinne will go into labor very soon, so we need to be extra careful. You, especially, need to help me
take care of her since she’s staying at your place,” said Xante sternly.
Sunny understood where she was coming from. He was also happy that Xante was willing to rely on him, so he said, “You got it,
Xante! Don’t worry. I’ll take care of Corinne as soon as we’ve finished having lunch together.”
“Good. And oh, keep her away from outside news if possible,” said Xante meaningfully.
This, however, baffled Sunny. “How can I pull that off? It’s not like I can take away her phone and the television.”
Xante pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses. “You don’t have to take away her phone or TV; just make sure no one tells her
anything they shouldn’t. You too. Don’t tell her anything if you hear any shocking news. Understood?”
Sunny could not but feel something was different about Xante. “Xante, just what the heck is going on?”
“It’s nothing. Just keep in mind what I told you,” replied Xante. She was not deliberately trying to hide anything from him. She
was just worried that he would do something rash if she told him what happened. Thus, it was best if Sunny was kept in the dark.
However, she could not stop other people from telling him about it. She hoped Sunny she told him, which would remind him to
stay calm no matter what.
Xante got up from her chair. “You wanted to have lunch together, right? Well, let’s go.”
Sunny followed her happily out of the office. “Where are we going to have lunch?”
“The company’s cafeteria. I’ll get my driver to drive you home after that.”
Sunny became disappointed. “I was hoping we could go somewhere nicer since I did come all the way to hang out with you.”
“You can go home if you don’t like the food in the cafeteria.”
“No. It’s not that I don’t like the food, but...there are just too many people there. I was hoping I could have some alone time with
you.”
Xante ignored him and continued to walk toward the cafeteria.

...
Meanwhile, at the cafe downstairs of Newmoon Group.
“What happened, Annie? Why are you crying?” asked Marcus anxiously when he saw how red and swollen Annie’s eyes were.
Annie warmed her cold hands with the hot coffee the waiter brought over while tears streamed down her cheeks. “Someone...
murdered...Uncle Jeremy,” she said between sobs.
“What? Someone murdered Mister Jeremy?! Who? What happened?” asked Marcus in shock.
Annie wiped her tears away with her arm and blew her nose so she could speak more coherently.
“There was an explosion in an abandoned factory yesterday. The police...found Uncle Jeremy’s car and a dead body who they
suspected was Uncle Jeremy.”
Marcus’ jaw dropped in shock. He had seen the news yesterday, and the explosion even became one of the trending topics.
Nonetheless, there was still no confirmation as to who the dead body belonged to.