In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 627 Those Things Are Already Yours

"Why?" Benjamin couldn't help but ask after a long while. "You were at the scene that day."

"This is my business. I don't need to explain anything to you."

Benjamin frowned, and Shawn continued, "Besides you, no one will know that I used to be Alexander. Hawkins Group is all yours. No one is competing with you."

Hearing that, Benjamin didn't feel assured at all. His eyes were filled with suspicion.

"No one? What about Grace?"

Shawn put down the teacup. "She didn't recognize me."

The teahouse was peaceful. Closing the door to the private room seemed to isolate them from the outside world.

Grace slept in Xander's lap for a while and woke up two hours later. The two of them walked out side by side.

Suddenly, Xander received a call from Hazel. Grace understood that it must be an internal matter of the Fulton Group.

"I'll wait for you outside."

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It was surely a call to urge him to return to Frenda as soon as possible. Hazel was anxious.

"Mr. Fulton Senior stayed at Silas' place for two consecutive nights. Jake has fallen out of power.

"He'll definitely take this opportunity to make a comeback. Fulton Group cannot be without a leader now."

Xander turned on the tap and washed his hands. "I'll be back in three days."

Hazel hesitated for a moment and then said in one breath, "I received information that Jake admitted all of his doings on Aether's projects.

"Although he was punished, he also stated that he could go to Pamore to make amends on your behalf. He'll return tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Xander instinctively tightened his grip on the phone and turned off the tap.

Two minutes later, he walked out of the men's room. As he passed the corner, he heard a familiar voice.

"We can't use Shawn anymore. He's no longer a cop."

It was Benjamin. Xander took out a tissue to wipe his fingers.

Benjamin seemed to be on the phone. The other end said something, and his tone turned heavy.

"Jessica, you can tell Grace about this. I don't care anymore.

"I'll do my best to get you out of Pamore, but you can't come back. We're even now."

After saying this, he hung up and walked away quickly. Xander tilted slightly to avoid being seen.

Grace waited at the teahouse's entrance for a while.

When she saw Shawn socialize with people at the door, she said to the receptionist, "Your boss is a very decent man, as if he was born for this job."

"Right? He's very good to us, just not very talkative."

Grace held her face with one hand, watching for a while.

Suddenly, she felt that Shawn's figure was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Before she could figure it out, she saw Benjamin come down from upstairs, passing by Shawn.

This scene made Grace frown.

Just from the side profile and back, the two people seemed to have a natural resemblance.

"Gracie."

Xander held her hand, appearing next to her at some point.

Grace snapped out of her thoughts and held his hand. "Why is your hand so cold?"

Xander walked out with her.

"What were you looking at?"

Grace pressed her lips together. For some reason, she didn't tell him.

"Opening a teahouse in the city center can attract guests from everywhere. I was anticipating the scale of this place in the future."

"Wanna make a bet? I bet the business will go down in the future."

"No way. With the location and connections, it shouldn't go down." Grace was confident. "It'll definitely be bustling."

Xander was confident of winning. He pulled her toward the car. "What are we betting?"

"I like the Phantom in your garage."

He chuckled. "Those things are already yours without betting."