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"But even if I agreed to be your spy, he will surely suspect me if I just go and tell him now that I will
  work for him."
  "Wait till he asks you again. Also, if he asks why you can just tell him that I threaten you with your mother's life and you hate me for that."
  Miya opened her eyes wide. How does he know my real thoughts? She wondered rather anxiously. I thought I had been hiding my real thoughts and emotions well.
  'Xenon, honey, please. I really can't be a spy. Please.." Miya put her arms around Xenon's neck and pleaded rather flirtatiously. She thought she should try a different strategy.
  Xenon frowned. "Don't give me that. You are just a pet."
  Miya pouted her lips and nodded. "I see. Ok, I will try my best."
  Xenon gave her a push and gestured that she should leave now.
  He leaned back in his seat and. watched Miya leave. With Miya's talent in cooking and design or art, as well as the fact that she looked like Sol, Xenon did want to keep Miya. However, he had to make sure that she was someone he could trust, especially considering the fact that she had worked for Luke for a few years.
  I'm not sure yet if she's truly genuine and trustworthy or if she's simply too good at acting. When I get to know her truly and fully, then I can decide what to do with her. He thought as he sipped the nicely brewèd tea.
  After having a good rest, Miya felt much better and now had an appetite for food, so she went to the canteen for some coffee and cookies.
  Just as she was to get some coffee, Jameson came in. "Ive got some nice coffee at my office.
  Would you like to come and have a sample?" Miya turned around and saw Jameson in a casual white shirt, hands in his pockets, leaning at the door lazily, with a playful smile on.
  "Thanks for the invite, but I understand you must be a busy man as the vice-pręsident, and I shall not take up your time." Miya refused politely.
  "Ha. Busy? Not at all. Xenon is the one that's in charge. They call me the vice-president, but they don't really give me any work to do. I guess it's the same as you. Come on. It's great coffee."
  Miya gave it a thought and nodded. "Alright. I shouldn't miss good coffee."
  Jameson's office looked similar to Xenon's. Miya had a glance at the files and documents, and she could tell by the names that they. were some minor projects that Jameson was assigned to deal with. The most confidential information and important projects were kept away from him, in charge of Xenon.
  Miya sat on the sofa, sipping coffee. Jameson leaned on the desk, a cigarette in his hand, watching Miya thoughtfully.
  Miya could feel the oppressed anger in Xenon, and she could understand why, however, she didn't want to get involved.
  "How do you feel as Mrs. Uba? It's been half a month now." Jameson asked with a smile.
  "It's alright," Miya said.
  "Let's be honest. It's impossible that he will see you as his real wife. The only woman he loves is Sol Keaton. He never allowed anybWomen to get close to him except nSol. He's only using you temporarily merely for the reason that you look like her. Once she comes back, then you will have to leave. You are merely a possession and a pet to him."
  Jameson said plainly. Miya opened her mouth to
  speak but hesitated for a bit and heavèd a sigh. Jameson waited quietly.
  "I understand and agree with what you said." Miya said, "That's. why don't I expect anything?"
  "l will say it again. As long as you agree to help me, I will make sure your mother's treatment and your own career will be taken care of. Even if you want to have your own design company, I can help, in the States or abroad, up to you."
  My own company! Miya's face lit up, and she gazed at Jameson in disbelief. "But how?"
  Jameson smiled and said casually, "i can do anything once l have the Uba Corporation. Think about it, Miya. If you stand on Xenon's side, he will get rid of you sooner or later, but if you work with me, I will make sure you get what you deserve." Miya was quiet.
  Jameson smoked and waited patiently.
  After a while, Miya shook her head and said, "l'm not that ambitious. All l want is that my mum is safe and I can be independent."
  "Just want to remind you that when he gets tired of you and kicks you out, you won't be of any use me anymore, and by then, even if you beg me to work for me, it will be too late."
  Miya went quiet again as if she was hesitating. "I will think about it." She said finally. "Thanks for the coffee. I shall go back to work.
  Jameson nodded, and Miya left. Though she might appear to be tempted, she was, in fact, sure that she would not agree. It was her instincts. Also, she knew that Xenon was the one with real power, and she was legally Mrs. Uba after all. She would not choose to betray him as long as she had the choice.
  As Miya went back to her desk, Levi reported to. Xenon. "Mr. Xenon Uba, Ive brought the recording of the conversation between Mrs. Miya Uba and Mr. Jameson Uba.
  Would you like to listen to it?"
  "Just tell me what I need to know, Xenon said plainly
  .
  "Right. As you may have expected, Mr. Jameson Uba asked her to work for him again. Mrs. Miya Uba seemed tempted when he said that she could even have her own design company. Though she didn't agree straight away, she said she would think about it."
  "I hope she's clever enough to Xenon said sternly with a frown know whom she should work for,"