In a high end restaurant, with luxurious and expensive decor, Xavier was seen, sitting at a table. He was dressed in a black-custom made suit, his dark inky hair, shaved and styled to fall by the side.

His eyes shimmered with pride and excitement. Tonight, he was going to sign and finalize the deal with Mr. Marco, which was finally going to give him an upper hand over Morgan.

He smiled at the mere thought of it, just then he caught sight of Franco, walking in with a group of two men. Xavier ...