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.

been approved or were pending approval. There were several executives surrounding him, reporting about their work and discussing strategic plans. Grace watched and became

when they were working,

just look handsome; he also had such a

Chad had. He opened

time. Any woman who could be by Xander's side would not be

will it take

while longer. Do you want me to

disturb

began to lead her away. "You can wait in Mr. Fulton's

time had been too rushed, so this was the first time Grace

was

minimalistic and sleek. It was an open-plan office with an area for

was a lounge where Xander could

was open, allowing the breeze in. It ruffled the papers on the

will let Mr. Fulton know as soon

took in the room, she suddenly wondered what an upright and serious man

laughed at the thought. She was getting

than Grace had

call. She peered groggily

"Victor?"

Grace, how could you

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

"No, I