Chapter 468 Yep, That’s About The Spot

Javier’s first instinct was to pass it up, but he considered how small of an agenda he and Suzanne had while in Garman and agreed to attend it instead.

Since the soiree was abrupt, the two had not been sartorially prepared. After leaving Heinfensmirtz Inc.’s building, they decided to get themselves something appropriate from a gown-and-suit shop. To get there, they hailed a ride.

Not a ride in a modern-day cab, though. The two hailed a horse-drawn coach instead—a charmingly quaint carriage drawn by two snow-white Orlov Trotters and driven by a refined, gentlemanly coachman. Suzzanne, who was palpably relishing the opportunity, chirped, “Oh my gosh! I feel like an eighteenth-century princess!”

Javier nodded in agreement. “D*mn right you are! Go on, your Prince Charming is right there, driving the coach for your pleasure! Go and beg him to give you a true love’s kiss!”

While the coachman had impeccable manners and behaved like a gentleman, he was a little…on the old side. As in, fift