Chapter 45

Xavier's eyes were filled with emotions Yvette couldn't comprehend. "Where did you get all that money for charity in less than five years? Did Claude give it to you?"

What Yvette didn't know was that since she had left, Xavier hadn't slept well once. He hadn't slept at all these past few days, either. His mind had been filled with the images of Yvette and Claude together.

"Claude and I are just friends. I earned my money—"

Before Yvette could finish, Xavier's hand fell on her shoulder, slowly moving downward. "How did you earn it? With this?"

Yvette's mind buzzed. She stared at him with disbelief. "What did you say?"

His hand was warm, but his words were so cold.

Her throat tightened. She clenched her fists tightly, so much so that her fingernails dug into her palms.

Xavier leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Tell me how much Claude gave you. I'll double it!"

His fingers brushed her skin repeatedly, as if he wanted to imprison her in his embrace for eternity.

"Remem