Faye lazily leaned back on the sofa, her slender, jade-like fingers holding a crystal-clear, long-stemmed wine glass, swirling the crimson liquid inside with a slight motion, while her other index and middle fingers gently touched it.
This man is always so elegant, his elegance is a lifestyle ingrained in his bones and blood.
Every gesture, every move, every posture comes naturally to him.
Xavier Warren was on the phone beside him, and who knows what the person on the other end said.
After finishing the call, he burst into laughter.
After hanging up, he said to Faye, "Bro, guess what I just heard? I really didn't expect Tessa to be such a husband-protecting maniac."
Faye glanced at him, "Tessa and I are now married."
Meaning he can't just call her by name now, she should be addressed as sister-in-law. As for the content of the phone call, he didn't ask.
Xavier Warren smirked, then sat next to him, wrote down the entire conversation from earlier, and handed it to Faye.
