Chapter 1006
Xavier glanced at his watch several times, the tight knot between his brows a telltale sign of his growing impatience.
"Mr. Salman, is Ms. Salman stuck in traffic or something?" Richard asked with a smile, subtly pushing for an update.
Just as Baxter was about to respond, his phone rang.
"There she is." He glanced at the caller ID and beamed. "Chantelle's calling. If you'll excuse me."
He answered her call in front of everyone.
"Chantelle… Alright, no rush. Your safety comes first."
Everyone craned their necks, eager to find out the reason behind her tardiness—only to hear Baxter tell her to take her time.
Sure enough, the Salmans doted on their only daughter.
An awkward smile crossed Richard's face. He instinctively glanced at Xavier, who looked even more displeased.
Though Richard was just as upset, he felt satisfied knowing that Xavier's relationship with the Salman family was bound to be strained.
"Mr. Fulton, Mr. Devereux, thank you for your patience," Baxter said

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