Chapter 300

Xavia came up to Maison and whispered a few words in his ear. Maison’s face lit up immediately, and he looked very pleased. “Okay! That’s great! I can see Aunt every day!” “Mhm.” Xavia smiled gently, kissed her son on his forehead, and stood up. “Hurry up and eat.” “No. I am a little gentleman. I will help Aunt to pack.” The little brat said happily as he pulled Xavia upstairs. “Daddy! Daddy! Aunt is back to pack her belongings! Come and help her.” “!!!” Xavia wanted to leave after packing her belongings quietly. Was this little brat trying to get her in trouble?! She quickly covered his mouth. She was just about to say something when Zivon’s tall and slender figure came out of the study room. His body was shrouded in darkness, and he had a cold aura around him. He was still so highly unreachable and unapproachable. Xavia was embarrassed. “I do not have many things. I don’t need help.” Zivon’s condescending and deep gaze fell upon her, and he said, “You’re overthinking it. I’m going back to my room to get something.” After saying that, Zivon took a step forward and brushed past her. He had an indifferent and arrogant look upon his face, carrying a strange sense of estrangement and alienation as if they were strangers. Xavia somehow felt a pang of pain in her heart. After that, she felt relieved again. To him, she was just temporarily acting as Jenna and in his eyes, she was nothing more than a plaything at most. As soon as his toy disappointed him, he would just throw it away. So, how could he possibly treat her well? Besides, he was Jenna’s husband, and the fact that he had forced Xavia to apologize to Fiona on the night of the banquet made her feel even more annoyed and hurt. Why was she feeling hurt? After clearing her thoughts, Xavia led Maison into the room as she packed her belongings. Most of the things here belonged to Jenna, and there were very few things that she needed to take with her. It took her less than ten minutes to pack up everything. Amongst them was a set of clean and tidy bedsheets. “Young Master Burton, I’ll take this set of bedsheets away with me. After that, I will take some pictures cleverly without letting the cat out of the bag. If you have some time, you should cooperate with me and take some pictures with the same bedsheets at home.” She had planned everything very cleverly and meticulously. Zivon snorted coldly and ignored her. Maison, who was nearby, was brighter, and when he heard the meaning behind her words, he suggested, “Aunt, I think it is better to take some photos together and stockpile them as inventory that could be used for emergencies. Otherwise, it would be suspicious if both of you are not in the same picture frame for a long time. You guys will get exposed easily.” That seemed to make sense? Moreover, they could avoid having to meet again to take pictures together then. Xavia spoke up straightforwardly and sternly, “I think that will work too. Young Master Burton, can you work with me now?” She was worried that he would misunderstand her, and she added, “We will not have to see each other anymore in this lifetime after cooperating this time. I think that you, too, do not want us to meet me anymore in the future, right, Young Master Burton?” Zivon tightened his grip on the pen that he was holding. They did not have to see each other anymore in this lifetime? He raised his brows and looked at her coldly. “Previously, you should be telling Stefan Talton that you want to meet him as soon as possible, right? Miss Lockhart, you really know how to draw a very clear distinction between infatuation and alienation.” His words were inexplicably enigmatic. Xavia frowned. She did not say that to Stefan, but Stefan was her boyfriend. So, what was the problem even if she said that to him then? He had no right to satirize her. Looking at his body language, he obviously did not want to cooperate with her to take the photos. So, she said, “Since Young Master Burton does not have time, I will leave first then.” She pulled her suitcase as she prepared to leave. Zivon’s eyes darkened. “Did I allow you to leave? I do not want you to appear in my world again even more than you do not want to see me.” Xavia was speechless. Who cared about appearing in his world?! He was just a b*stard who thought too highly of himself! The atmosphere between the two people was extremely tense, like a taut string that was about to break at any time! Maison frowned deeply, and he was speechless as he stared at the both of them.