Chapter 683

Xavier's actions were so sudden that Yvette didn't react in time; by the time she realized, he had already withdrawn his hand. "Yvie, I'll have the driver take you both home," Xavier said, subtly blocking the black Maybach in the distance, his voice warm. "Okay." Yvette nodded without hesitation. She hadn't intended to let him take her home anyway, as she wanted to avoid arousing the jealousy of a certain sly fox. Watching the scene unfold from inside the car, the temperature dropped sharply, making it feel like an ice cellar. Samuel was sweating profusely in the driver's seat, terrified. Wilson's face was clouded with rage, and Samuel wanted to say something to ease the tension. However, under Wilson's cold gaze, he was too frightened to utter a word. Uncertain of what Xavier had said, Yvette smiled at him and then bent down to get into his car. Xavier extended his hand to help her, and his every move was considerate and attentive. As the car drove away, Wilson's expression