Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death by Beanie Gold

Chapter 133

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With that in mind and everyone cheering her on, Tracy took a seat next to Xavier.

Given how dark it was, she couldn't get a good look at his expression. No longer feeling as shy and awkward as before, she moved to peel some fruits for him.

Xavier glanced at what she was doing. He didn't hold back and asked, "Would you sit here even if I wasn't paying you?"

Tracy was stunned but quickly came back to her senses. 'Being able to sit next to you is my honor. I don't need money," she replied.

So, she claimed that she didn't need money?

Upon hearing that, Xavier naturally began thinking of Yvette.

They had been married for so many years, but he had only found out after they had gotten. divorced that she had never used the Lanes' money.

"I see. In that case, from today onward, you won't receive any pay for your work," he stated calmly.

Even though he didn't own Sternhow Club, all he had to do was say the word, and the owner would immediately take action.

Tracy looked utterly shocked. "Are you joking, Mr. Lane?"

She wouldn't be working there if she didn't need money.

thousand dollars a month. However, that was nothing compared to earning 10 thousand dollars a day at the club. On top of that, she was young and pretty. She could leech off a rich

like

all taken aback. "What's up

He simply stared at Tracy. "Do you

him in the eye. She

to test her, so

never say something if he wasn't going

Tracy's work was

what was going on, but they didn't

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no idea that she was no longer going to be paid for her work at Sternhow Club and

Yvette. "Was your ex-wife a bad one,

else immediately

looked at her indifferently. "How

like you're very unhappy." There was amusement in

of the chair and subtly raised his

overhear their conversation. The door wasn't closed. She stood where she was and just stared at him. Xavier didn't know that she was

been a topic of gossip for Xavier and his friends, and it seemed to be the case in the present as well. "You're here, Yvette. Aren't you going to go in?" She heard a magnetic voice from

noticed that Quentin had been standing next to her for some time. There was at glass of red wine in his slender hands, and his lips were stained an alluring red from the wine. Once he spoke up,

them and

slightly. He grabbed his glass, which was on the table, and he took a