In the Lap of Luxury

By the time the matter was resolved, and the car had been towed away, it was already 10:00 pm.

After Xander ended his meeting, he turned to the office and handed the document he was holding to Chad. "In future, add a red label to urgent documents and a blue label to non-urgent documents." Chad took it hurriedly and nodded.

He was a man and was not as meticulous as Hazel had been.

Xander entered his office and was enveloped by a feminine scent. The familiar fragrance made him frown. "Did Grace come here?"

"She came two hours ago to deliver food to you, but your meeting hadn't ended yet-"

Xander interrupted him in a low voice. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Chad felt wronged. "I wanted to tell you, but you were dealing with the city-west demolishing issues and arguing with Mr. Leroy. I wanted to report this to you, but you gestured at me to stop me." He was right.

Xander closed his eyes, and then walked forward to open the box of food.

The box itself was beautifully presented, and so was all the food inside. He picked some up with a fork and put it in his mouth. His jaw muscles worked as he chewed.

The food had been left outside for too long and had gone cold.

He felt rather irritated.

On the other side, Grace was in the middle of thanking Hazel. "Thank you for your help today."

"Mr. Fulton is still my superior. It's my duty to help him out. Don't mention it, Ms. Lewis."

"I'm the one you helped. How is that helping him?"

"Mr. Fulton commanded his subordinates to treat your affairs as his affairs, so I will do my best."

Xander's concern and Hazel's honesty surprised Grace. She wondered if she had judged Hazel wrongly.

Her phone rang, and she picked up. Xander asked at once, "Where are you right now?"

Grace's lips curved. "Did your meeting just end?"

He grunted in assent. "I didn't know that you came."

"If I hadn't delivered the food myself, I wouldn't have known that you were eating your meals at this hour every day."

She sounded reproachful. She could guess that he had just left the conference room, and he must have called her when he saw the box of food. Xander rubbed his temples. "All the high-level executives were at the meeting. It wouldn't have been appropriate for me to eat alone."

He heard the sound of traffic on Grace's side, so he asked, "Where are you now?"

She told him briefly about what had happened, and Xander's tone immediately grew sharp. "Don't move. I'll come over straight away."

Victor was standing nearby, still bickering with Zara. After a while, several black cars sped up and stopped right in front of the two of them.

The first car rolled the window down, and they saw that it was the stern-looking Lars Jorson, Zara's father.

"Come home!"

Zara stood with her head held high

brimming with resentment for

Victor. She felt bitter. If it had not

been for this car accident, she would have been out of the city long ago!

"Look at you! How can you be so unladylike!"

Zara knew that there was no way out of this, so she had no choice but to obediently get in the car.

Just as she opened the car door,

Lars

at Victor and said

calmitor, I'm sorry for causing

you trouble. I'll be sure to teach her a lesson when we get back.

Victor was having trouble suppressing his laughter. "Thank you, Mr. Jorson."

Zara was stunned. "Dad, who did you say he was?"

"You idiot! He's the second son of the Lewis family that you were supposed to meet today!"

Zara was speechless.

The cars sped off, and Hazel looked back. She sighed.

"Sometimes when I look at these heiresses, I wonder why they want to run away. What could they be unhappy about? Why couldn't be someone who receives love too?"

Grace frowned slightly. "You..."

"Mr. Fulton has never told you, has he? I'm an orphan. If it had not been for his financial support, I would never have been able to get to where I am today."