Chapter 10

“How do I look?” Charlotte asked him with wide eyes when she walked down in that dress that hugged her body in the right places. He shrugged.

“Good,” he said. “Let’s go. We’re getting late.”

Xavier saw her face fall at his dismissal, but he pretended to be focused on something on his phone, appearing not to pay her any heed.

‘Good’ was an understatement. In that dress, she looked gorgeous, sensational, breathtaking, but he couldn’t possibly tell her any of that.

She was beautiful already without any of the extras, but she always walked around with a dull expression on her face and a slouchy posture, constantly facing the ground, that it was hard to tell.

Xavier had spent just less than a full day with her, yet he could tell how lowly she rated herself. He couldn’t blame her. After being with someone like his nephew whose confidence only came from putting people down, for two whole years, she had begun to doubt her self-worth.

However, after wearing this dress and makeup, he knew