In the Lap of Luxury

Half an hour later, the driver hurriedly returned. "Mr. Fulton, here."

He held out a bag. Inside was a white dress, identical to the one Grace was wearing. While she changed, Xander leaned against the car and lit a cigarette. Peter stood respectfully by his side. "The subway project is ready to start at any time. Are we being too impulsive by terminating the contract with Sean?" "He's not the only material supplier in Frenda. If not for my respect for the older generation of the Brookes, I would have terminated this contract long ago." Otherwise, Xander wouldn't have been struck by Jake with this move.

"What about the directors and the committee?"

"I'll handle them." Xander took a deep drag from his cigarette.

"Inform Hazel that she should go to the branch office from today on. There's no need for her to come back to the headquarters."

Peter was taken aback. He hadn't expected Hazel to receive such a severe punishment.

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The lights were on in Lewis Manor. Xander parked the car in the garden and led Grace out by the hand.

Victor emerged from inside casually, teasing, "Oh, you remembered to come home, Ms. Lewis."

Xander nodded to him in greeting.

Victor did the same.

Grace whispered, "Is Aaron angry?"

"Thanks to you, Aaron, who usually goes to bed at 10:00 pm, is still awake."

Grace looked disheartened. Xander patted her head. "I'll go in with you."

Aaron was in the study. His cup of tea has been changed three or four times, but he still hadn't take a sip. Xander's response to his call earlier had unsettled him.

If not for Victor holding him back, he would have sent people to find Grace.

Grace's kidnapping still haunted him.

Hearing a commotion at the door, Aaron looked up expressionlessly. It was none other than his long-awaited sister.

Grace whispered, "Hi, Aaron."

"So, you still remember the way back home." Aaron stared at her, then tossed the book he had beside him.

It missed Grace and was caught by a large hand that Xander extended from behind her.

"It's my fault. We took a wrong turn on the way and wasted some time. If you want to vent your anger, please direct it at me."

Narrowing his eyes, Aaron stood up and walked to the couch. "She's confused, and you're confused too?"

His tone was obviously not as angry as before.

Smiling, Xander led Grace to sit

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Ultimately, Aaron still respected Xander. The former poured tea f

him

hand said to Grace, "Grandet swet

hasn't gone to bed yet. Go see him."

Grace was taken aback but quickly understood. "I'll go now."

As she reached the door, she turned around and said, "Aaron, don't make it difficult for him."

Then, she quickly left.

Aaron chuckled. "She's already siding with you. It seems like you've charmed her, Xander."

"Don't tease me, Aaron."

Both were peers who used to address each other by their names directly. Now, the address seemed to have another meaning to it. "Are you serious?" Aaron asked solemnly as he looked at Xander.

Xander understood what he meant. "I've always been serious all these years."

"Grace seems smart, but she's easily confused when it comes to relationships. She has her issues. Can you accept that?"

Xander understood what he was referring to and remained composed. "Her issues have been resolved."

"Your brother is a notorious playboy

in Frenda He spends money on

women like it's nothing. With his

status, he has the money, yet I've never heard of him giving anyone a title or truly loving anyone.

Aaron looked at him. "What about you?"