The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 127

Felicity thought she must have misheard. "Mr. Shaw, what did you just say?"

Zachary didn't respond to Felicity. Instead, he looked at Winona with a mixture of respect and concern. "Miss Perkins, let me help you into the car. It's warmer inside."

Winona nodded, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Thank you, Mr. Shaw… truly, thank you."

She understood that the sixty-year-old man before her offered not just trust, but also genuine kindness.

Winona couldn't help but think how different her circumstances were from Felicity's. Felicity had everything—a wealthy boyfriend like Julian, and the unwavering support of an influential uncle like Frank.

Winona, on the other hand, had nothing.

But now, she at least had Zachary's respect. In her darkest hour, she'd found an ally—a steadfast, caring mentor.

Across the parking lot, Felicity, Hattie, and the others stared, dumbfounded, as Zachary ignored them and instead fussed over Winona. When they saw him shrug off his heavy coat and drape it around Winona's shoulders, then gently guide her into his car, realization dawned.

Of course, it was Winona.

Even the most basic tricks had their uses. Not only had she charmed Yves Prescott, now she'd managed to reel in Zachary—a man old enough to be her father.

No wonder Zachary was smitten. What older man could withstand the attentions of a beautiful young woman like Winona?

"That old guy!" Hattie scoffed, eyes wide with disbelief. "He always seemed so upright, but now look—he's ditching his real work for some gold-digger! He's refusing to partner with The Nicholson Group, and wants to work with Winona instead? Are you kidding me?"

"You heard right," Felicity replied with a mocking smile. "Mr. Shaw wants to work with Winona."

"So tell me, what are they going to work on?" Hattie asked, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Bedroom gymnastics?"

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