Chapter 758

Xaviar's voice gradually turned icy. He leaned in slowly, his gaze fixed on the girl's slightly pale lips. "I won't give you another chance. Willow, the next time you try to pull a stunt right under my nose, remember the consequences this time." "My patience with you has already exceeded what I’d give anyone else. But mark my words—it has its limits. If you dare betray me again, I won’t hold back." Willow clenched her lips tightly, her face ghostly pale. Her body trembled like a willow branch in the wind, frail and unsteady. Yet Xaviar knew she understood. He lowered his head and, ignoring her resistance, brushed his lips lightly against hers—a silent claim of ownership. With a mocking chuckle, he said, "Not bad with the gun trick... though it’d only fool someone as stupid as Abigail." Then he released her, slipping on his leather gloves with deliberate calm. "And where’s that little girl?" Willow gritted her teeth, refusing to answer. Xaviar let out a soft laugh, his gaze almost indul