Chapter 787
Sitting in his office, Zivon ended up smoking a cigarette… and another… and another… and soon enough, he had smoked every last cigarette in the box. The box itself was fairly new, and still had twenty sticks last night… With that in mind, it only made sense why Zivon’s throat now felt uncomfortable…
Whatever the case was, it was at four in the evening when Zivon finally decided to take a shower in the lounge. Following that, he changed into a clean suit before heading back to the old mansion…
To his surprise, Xavia was nowhere to be seen. Hadn’t he told her to wait for him in the private court…? …Did she take it that badly? Was she planning to run off with the child?! Terrified by the thought, Zivon then quickly attempted to give Xavia a call…
Thankfully, she picked up, and he immediately asked in an anxious tone, “Xavia? Where are you?”
Upon hearing his worry-filled voice, Xavia somehow felt even more upset than before. After all, before this, his words and actions made it fee

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