In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 393 Who Was He

Grace left the police station dejectedly.

Xander followed closely beside her and offered her a bottle of water. "Drink some water. Let's get some rest.”Grace shook her head slightly. "Xander, | need some time alone."

She walked alone along the path while Xander stood still, his gaze fixed on her retreating figure.

Callum returned and asked, "Why aren't you following her? What if something happens to her here?"

"Give her some space. We'll just follow behind."

After saying this, Xander started walking, following Grace from a distance. Callum shrugged helplessly. He shook his head andfollowed Xander's pace.

"Xander, it's been so many years. Haven't you made any progress?"Callum looked at Grace and continued, "You shouldn't hesitate! If you delay, she might run off with someone else again—"Before he could finish, Xander shot him a look.

Callum shut his mouth compliantly and pondered momentarily before saying, "I'm just reminding you. You don't have to keepsome things to yourself. You should tell her."

He thought that Grace might have feelings for Xander. It seemed that they were deliberately avoiding their feelings. They neededto confront their feelings head-on.

"So many years have passed. A little longer won't matter."Xander's gaze softened as he watched Grace and spoke affectionately. "Nothing matters as long as it's her in the end.”

Callum shook his head helplessly. Xander was only gentle and considerate when it came to Grace. After all, only those in loveknew what it truly felt like.

"Did you bring the laptop?”novelbin

Callum responded, "It's in the car."

"Get it for me."

Callum waved his hand, and the driver drove the car over to them. The two got in."Keep an eye on her for me."

Callum nodded understandingly. "Don't worry. I'll make sure she's safe."

Xander hummed in acknowledgment, then picked up the laptop. His fingers rapidly typed away on the keyboard.

Grace walked alone on the road. The leaves of the maple trees by the roadside had turned yellow, scattering in the wind.

Autumn had arrived.