An Assistant

Zoey's POV

The man stands in silence, his hands still buried inside his pockets. He hesitates but still speaks up. "Why would I be stalking you?"

Well, I guess I have my answer. I can finally rule him out, which means it must have been Natasha. Why would she do that? Other than hating my guts, she has no other motive.

"I just assumed that since you knew my name and clothes size—" I start to ramble. Now that I think about it, the possibilities of Xavier stalking me is next to zero. He's a successful businessman, he has no time to stalk a poor orphan, and in a sense, a fugitive like me. It was stupid of me to assume. "Forget about it."

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