Chapter 42

Veronica and Xavier—both of whom were in the public’s eye—were currently enjoying skewers at an open-air food stall.

“Well, since your parents have gone back home, when are you planning to come work at my company? By the way, what do you do at your company?” Xavier asked as he chewed his mouthful of skewered lamb.

Even though Xavier, a young master from the Crawford Family, which was one of The Four Big Families of Bloomstead, had graced this humble stall with his presence, other patrons of the place could still easily tell that he was on a different level from them. He had a rare kind of elegant temperament that made it hard for others to approach him.

At his question, Veronica turned to look at him. Besides the pair of sunglasses that was gently tucked on the bridge of Xavier’s nose, he also had on a floral shirt and a pair of similar-looking pants. Even though he looked frivolous with one arm propped up against the window while the other held onto the steering wheel, his eccentric appearance still failed terribly at diminishing his good looks. It was an undeniable fact that Xavier was a handsome man. With his devilishly attractive features, he was a bad boy to the bone.

After a few moments of silence from her, he said again, “Hey, I’m asking you a question here.”