XAVIER.
“Sir whiskey is here.” A guard said, walking in.
“Let him in.” He opened the door and walked out, a minute later, whiskey came in.
“Good afternoon boss.” I nodded, and he placed a brown envelope on my table. I stared at it then him.
“Sir, Miss Chelsea and her nanny went to Favy’s Treats and the person they met there was Mr. Williams.” I nodded and picked the envelope up, I brought out the pictures and saw the one of Chelsea and Alyssa walking into the restaurant, and another of Alyssa and Benjamin shaking hands.
“You may leave.” He bowed before leaving out. I sighed, What’s Alyssa doing with Benjamin? I stared at the next picture of them laughing together like they’ve known each other for ages, like old-time friends. I thought she loved me. Then why is she with another ma
