After three years of marriage, Wendy Stewart was used to Michael Lucas's sarcastic remarks, his frequent threats about getting divorced, and even his indulgence of a mistress. She thought that she could bear with this her entire life, until she accidentally got pregnant with a child that Michael did not want. Finally despondent, Wendy signed the divorce agreement and left. She thought they could have parted ways forever, but Michael refused to stop looking for her after the divorce. When they met again, she was the world's top designer. Smiling sweetly at her ex-husband, she said, "My dear, we're already divorced." Michael simply stared at her coldly, "Tell me, what will it take for us to reconcile?"
Timothy's declaration made Wendy laugh.
"What's so funny?" Timothy frowned in confusion.
"What's so funny, you ask?" The smile disappeared from Wendy's face and was replaced by anger instead when she stood up, "Timothy, tell me honestly, you don't trust me, do you?"
"How does this have anything to do with whether or not I trust you?" Timothy also stood up, confusion etched across his face.
It almost seemed genuine. HG's future was resting entirely on Wendy's shoulders.
Timothy could not allow even the smallest mistake. It was no longer a question of trust. He wanted one of his people to accompany Wendy, that way he could guarantee that no errors would be made. Wendy's influence on HG was too powerful.
"We don't have to go in circles here." Wendy said, "If you really don't trust me, then just send someone else to replace me. I've been so tired these past two days and would love to take a break."