Xavier’s expression was an unreadable mask of stoicism. He stood up, moved to the side table, and sat down. His voice carried the weight of an absolute command, leaving no room for negotiation. "The Hans are arriving in the city tomorrow. There’s a dinner scheduled for tomorrow evening. You’re coming with me."
"Understood."
Chloe didn't overthink it. This would be the first time Xavier had officially taken her to a high-profile public function as his wife. She walked over, sat opposite him, and began opening the tiered lunch boxes. She arranged the dishes one by one with practiced grace before handing him his chopsticks.
Then, Xavier dropped the bombshell. "Liam Martin will be there as well."
Chloe’s hand stiffened for a fraction of a second. Under Xavier’s predatory, searching gaze, s
