Ch 51
Xander POV
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“Mr. Hoult.
I guess my stalker just dropped me some flowers at my door step”
I lock every door and windows, not sparing a single thing as I look around my house.
This was supposed to be my safe den.
Where I could live hidden from the past.
But now I don't even trust my shadow in here
“I'm on the way”
I hear the panic in his voice.
“No.
Do you think that bastard will be lying around, waiting for your arrival?
To welcome you in an open arm?”
I ask him.
A calmness in my tone…
Yet, an agitation
“No sir” He answers, swiftly.
“Thomas Benoit is having a party this weekend.
And I'm the main guest.
More like a host.
If I'm not wrong, I will be followed.
So, you know your job.
I don't know how you are going to do this Hoult.
But I want this sta
