Xavier opted not to engage with Violet further, neither meeting nor contacting her. He realized, like any mature person, when it was time to back off.
…
In the evening, the promotional event ended, and Gabriella, knowing that Xavier was coming to pick her up, dismissed the chauffeur and instructed him to return to the company instead. She had just walked out of the media platform building when she spotted a black Bentley waiting for her at the base of the stairs.
It was then that the car window lowered, revealing Xavier's striking face. "Get in."
Having settled into the passenger seat, Gabriella rummaged through her handbag. "I'll call home and say I won't be back for dinner. Why don't we head over to the Ziegler residence for dinner instead? You can explain that we coincidentally met, and you wanted to visit the children."
Xavier, with his hands on the wheel and eyes on the road, asked with a languid smile, "How about I inform your folks that we happened to coincidentally sleep
