Chapter 382
Indeed, he remembered her father, Walter Shasnow.

Walter was his longest-serving driver, and his death was not an accident.

At the time, when Xavier was leaving the Fairchild residence with Winnie, they were hit by a car arranged by Zyon.

Neither he nor Winnie suffered any severe injuries, but the driver in front sustained serious wounds.

Walter was almost at death’s door when he was rushed to the hospital. The emergency rescue efforts were in vain, as he succumbed to his injuries and passed away in his forties.

Xavier recalled how he had offered a million to the driver’s family and even supported his daughter’s college education. The young woman standing before him, Abigail, was the very same girl who had benefited from his sponsorship.

The Shasnow family might have received a million from him, but the money could never bring Walter to life again.

That was why Xavier still felt guilty about Walter and his family.

He glanced at Abigail and asked, “Why did you come here to work? Is it because you don’t have enough money?”

“No.” Abigail quickly shook her head. “I have enough money, but I’ve grown up and am now an adult, and it’s time for me to work and make ends meet with my own strength. I asked the butler to arrange a job for me. He even praised me for being diligent, Mr. Fairchild.”

Xavier merely hummed in response, as he was not interested in her life story. “You can go now. It’s getting late.”

“Okay. You too, Mr. Fairchild.”

Xavier said nothing after that. He turned around and walked back the way he came.

a beat

near Xavier would

other guys would make her feel sick, but not Xavier. He had a

stood there, staring at his back

sat earlier and discovered the lighter he had

and looked at it over and

for some time

share a room with

could not help but ask, “I thought you said you were going after a thief? Why do you look so

I found a treasure.” Abigail presented the lighter as if it was a treasure to her roommate. “Look, isn’t this

is truly a work of art! I think it’s branded, so it must be quite valuable. But you should locate the owner and

lost it,” Abigail responded with a

you return the lighter to the owner, then,” the

again. By the way, do you

much every day. Give

putting up a front and acting supportive now that Mrs. Fairchild is blind, but

frowned deeply. “Not again. I remember telling you to

not talking nonsense!” Abigail raised her chin. “Guess who I bumped into in the

“Who?”

he came out alone to smoke

from the window of our room was Mr.

I picked it up. I’ll find a chance to return it to him,” Abigail said, chuckling. “Can I borrow that branded makeup product of yours? I want to

know what you’re doing? Even if something happens between Mr. and Mrs. Fairchild, it is not your place

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