Hunching his back a little, the man lit a cigarette. Puffs of smoke and an occasional glow could be seen
from time to time.
After a while, a tall figure appeared beside Weston.
Xavier was pinching a cigarette between his finger. He searched his pockets and looked at Weston. “I
forgot to bring a lighter. Can I borrow yours?”
Weston did not say anything. He flicked away the burnt ash of his cigarette and gave the cigarette
directly to him as if he’d lost interest in a smoke.
Xavier smiled. He did not mind at all. He lit his cigarette with it and threw it into the dustbin. Taking a
puff, he exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked at Weston with a smile. He asked, “I remember you have
quit smoking for a long time. Why start again?”
Weston did not say anything. Instead, he leaned against the railing and raised his head slightly.
His well-sculpted face from his side strangely exuded an exquisite balance that wasn’t superfluous.
Though he didn’t say anything, Xavier laughed to himself. “I thought you’d be in a good mood.”
“How so?” The man finally spoke.
“Although that old man scolded you, he still broke off your engagement with the Cohens. I deliberately
showed goodwill with the old man and proved I had no intention to fight for the family fortune, yet he
blamed me for your matter.”
After he said that, he looked up at Weston and his gaze sharpened instantly. “Everything seems to
have fallen according to your designs.” Weston chuckled. “Do you think what’s happening is in my best
interest?”
Xavier did not dare to draw a conclusion either, but he knew that he was a bit gullible. “Are you serious
with Ella?”
Weston did not answer and put his hands on the railing.
His black suit blended into the endless dark of the night, leaving people to wonder what he really had in
mind.
It was only after a good while that he replied. “If you want to compete in business, I shall play with you
until the end, but you cannot touch her.”
After he said that, he looked at Xavier in his face. “It is just a warning today. If I really want to deal with
you, you won’t be able to bear it.”
Xavier straightened his back, and his smile turned sour.“ You admitted it. It’s all part of your plan,
including the cancellation of the engagement.”
He suddenly felt how ghastly Weston could be, so meticulous in his plan that he could not even find a
flaw.
“How did you calculate so accurately, to the extent of getting the old man under your control? You could
even use almost all the interests of the project in the western suburbs as bait. Aren’t you afraid that one
of the chains won’t be as you want it to be and the whole thing will come apart?”
Weston curled his lips, but his eyes were not smiling. Instead, his face was showing confidence that as
if everything was under his control. “You said that I have calculated everything.”
He looked into Xavier’s eyes with both disdain and mockery. “When you are worried about these
inconsequential consequences , I have already achieved my purpose.”
There was a long silence on the balcony.
Only Xavier was standing there without making a sound.
The cigarette in his hand had burned to his fingertips, bringing him a twinge of pain.
He snapped back into his senses and extinguished the cigarette. He cursed in a low voice and his eyes
were full of resignation.
He considered himself no worse than Weston.
Although Warren was extremely fond of him, he was not some uneducated blockhead.
According to the seniority of the family, he should be competing with Chris for the position of the heir,
and he should be the rightful heir.
But by age, he was not much older than Weston.
So, in Warren’s mind, he should be competing with Weston for the inheritance.
Those should be all his in the first place! Now there was another person he need to share it with.
Was it just because he’s not that old?
Chris did not stand a chance against him.
But if you include Weston, the situation would be totally different.
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