“She could be a knockout for all I care!” Xavier declared firmly, “You know my past. Do I look like someone who’d fit in with her kind?”

“But you’ve turned your life around, Xavier,” Estelle reasoned. “As long as Norah doesn’t mind, I don’t see the problem!”

“How could she not mind?” Xavier scoffed, shaking his head. “A pampered, pure-as-snow darling like her fall for a guy like me? Please.”

Just seeing the shock on Norah’s face earlier was enough evidence for him. She wouldn’t accept him.

“What if she’s willing to?” Estelle probed.

Xavier was unwavering, “Even then, it’s a no-go. I have zero plans for romance or marriage. There’s no point in leading her on. And let’s just say, for argument’s sake, if Norah and I did get together, what would I call Jonathan? What about you? It’s a joke!”

Estelle fell silent. She hadn’t considered that.

In the upper echelons of J City, lineage and hierarchy mattered a great deal.

For Xavier to marry, he’d have to do so as the eldest Hanson, something neither the Hansons nor the Lamonts would ever agree to.

a tinge of humor in

of them together? It seemed

Such a catch, looking so heartbroken. Her last fling with the wrong guy, and

down. But

head back, downing a hefty gulp of his drink, his voice growing hoarser, “Tell Norah to stop coming to the restaurant. A

past today, Estelle

beat a dead horse. If she decides to

the best,” Xavier muttered,

Estelle. Noticing her lengthy conversation with Xavier, he approached and sat next to her, his smile easy,

chuckled lightly, “Just chit-chat. You two catch up. I’m going to

Jonathan nodded, “Drive safe!”

cast another glance at

Estelle’s mouth, his voice low,

and at his voice, she looked up,

deep and intoxicating, held hers as

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