CHAPTER 59

Harley's POV

His face brightens up the moment he spots me from the entrance as I glance around, looking for him.

The high chandeliers are the only difference in this party from the last one and the dresses of the people here.

Xavier stands isolated in the middle of the hall and he begins to approach me with a light smile on his face while I walk closer, examining his expression to read through him and know if he has gotten wind of who I really am or if he is still in the dark.

This is my major fear. And it is an obstacle.

If he hadn't mistaken me for someone else, I wouldn't be this afraid of the whole thing. I would have just done this my way but tagging along with someone else's name is also a blessing in disguise. It will ease our plan the same way it can risk everything and put our lives in jeopardy.

I can't imagine how Xavier will look when he gets to know that I am not Sandra but Harley.

Harley Davidson.

Someone who wasn't brought up in a royal or wealthy home. Just a girl who