Chapter 367
The whipped cream and chocolate syrup on the mango ice cream were undeniably sweet, but the moment it entered Scarlett's mouth, it tasted bitter. So much so that it made her heart ache, and tears slid silently down her cheeks.
Meanwhile, in the study, Xavier's face was stormy as he called Benedict on the phone. But when the call connected, he didn't say a word for several seconds.
"Mr. Stroud? Did you call the wrong number? Or did you butt-dial me? If you don't speak, I'm hanging up—"
"Wait." Xavier finally spoke, his voice cold and restrained. "Let me ask you something. Say a woman brushes her teeth right after you kiss her—what could be the reason for this?"
"Uh, are you sure you want the honest answer?"
"Just say it."
"In that case, she probably feels repulsed by me. But there could also be other reasons, Mr. Stroud. Maybe you should talk to her directly before jumping to conclusions?
"Sometimes what we see isn't the whole truth. There might be more going on beneath the surfa

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