In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

After eating with Hestia, Grace bought some food to go and sent it over to Fulton Group.

She told Xander that she had hired an errand boy, but the truth was that she was already in the car.

"Ferolia requires a reservation, and they change their menu every three days. They won't repeat their menu, either."

Xander replied, "Thank you, Grace. I'm anticipating it greatly."

Grace couldn't help but smile when she saw the message.

After the previous incident, the receptionist recognized who Grace was and did not try to stop her.

Instead, she led Grace straight to a private elevator. "Please come with me."

After the receptionist had swiped her card for access to the top floor, Grace inclined her head in thanks.

Although night had fallen, Fulton Group was brightly lit, especially the top floor.

It wasn't the first time Grace had come over. She saw that the office that had belonged to Jake had now been converted to a data room.

She walked down the corridor, holding the box of food, and stopped when she reached the end.

Xander's voice traveled out from the conference room. She stood still and looked through the window.

He was sitting at the head of the table with his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

table was covered with documents that had been approved or were pending approval. There were several executives

looked the most handsome when they were working, but Xander

just look handsome; he also had such a

her, but Chad had. He opened the door and

after meeting her the last time. Any woman who could be by

"How long will it take for

longer. Do you want me to inform Mr.

disturb him.

to lead her away.

too rushed, so this was the first time Grace

was

gray tones, and the overall style was minimalistic and sleek. It was

of it was a lounge where Xander could rest or stay

breeze in. It ruffled the papers on

know

sat on the couch and took in the room, she suddenly

laughed at the thought. She was getting

on for longer than Grace had

was jolted awake by a phone call. She peered

"Victor?"

you gone home to sleep? Wow, Grace,

on Victor's side. It sounded as if he was by the

alert. "No,