Xavier had just ended his call. Hearing the Old Madam’s voice, his expression darkened slightly, but he eventually relented and walked toward the semi-circle of women.
The socialites’ eyes moved in unison, tracking his every step.
Watching the cold, regal man approach, Nadia couldn't pull her gaze away. From the moment she first saw him, she had fallen—hard. She discreetly tugged at her mother’s sleeve.
Mrs. Bishop knew exactly what was at stake. She patted Nadia’s hand reassuringly.
As soon as Xavier came to a halt, Mrs. Bishop looked at Chloe and smiled brightly. "Our Chloe has always been a magnet for children. If that child she had with Liam were still—"
"Mom! What are you talking about?" Nadia suddenly cut her mother off, her voice sharp.
Mrs. Bishop looked flustered, as if she
