Xavier stood motionless, watching Zahara's silhouette gradually fade from view, his expression and emotions once again shrouded in gloom.
With furrowed brows and inner turmoil, he unconsciously pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and leaned against the wall, letting the smoke swirl around him.
At this moment, Harvey, who had been lurking in the corner observing the situation, saw Xavier's gloomy expression and involuntarily took a step forward.
Then, shaking his head and clicking his tongue, he teased with a slightly gloating tone, "Well, well, even our Mr. Brown has moments of failure?"
As soon as these words were uttered, Xavier shot him an icy glare, a look that could have killed Harvey a thousand times over if looks could kill.
Sensing the tense atmosphere, Harvey quickly dropped his
