Chapter 856
"I'm going to find Xavier," Terence said without looking back as he walked out the door. "You stay at home."
Maryanne immediately withdrew her foot. "Oh… Be careful then!"
…
Half an hour later, Xavier arrived at Cesoir.
The place wasn't frequented by the upper crust, so he didn't have to worry about people recognizing him. He felt more at ease that way.
He requested a private room and ordered an entire table of cocktails.
The moment Rowan saw the sea of cocktails, his heart shuddered.
"Dude, you can't drink! Your injuries haven't healed yet, and drinking is going to make them worse. In the worst case, you could die!"
He tried to dissuade Xavier, but the latter sat there, unmoving.
Only one floor lamp in the corner was on, casting a warm yellow glow over Xavier's shirt. The tempting line of his wrist and toned arms peeked through his rolled-up sleeves. He might've looked at a loss, but he was still unmistakably alluring.
Rowan's words had no effect on him. As Xavier twirle

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