Everyone at the Vaughn Group knew Henry, so he walked straight up to Xavier''s office without any trouble.


    Inside, Xavier was on the phone, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. He turned in surprise when he heard the door open. Seeing Henry, he ended his call and walked over.


    "What brings you here?" Xavier asked, tossing his phone onto the sofa and rubbing his temples. He looked exhausted from worktely.


    Without a word, Henry pulled out his phone, yed the video again, and held it up for Xavier to see. "Take a good look at this. Xavier, is this woman really worth all your effort?"


    Xavier took the phone, confused. The video was halfway through, showing Eleanor leaning against Mansfield, who was looking down at her with concern.


    Xavier''s breath hitched. Where was this filmed? Why did Eleanor look so pale, as if she were about to faint?


    "Did you see it?" Henry pressed. "I feel terrible for you. Look at her, stringing you along while she''s all over some other guy. The video makes it crystal clear." Xavier''s head snapped up. "Who sent this to you? Where was it filmed?" "It doesn''t matter who sent it. It was filmed today, at a hospital in Kingston." Xavier quickly grabbed his own phone and opened WhatsApp to message Eleanor. "Eleanor, are you at The Kingston Hospital? What happened?"


    Henry stared, dumbfounded. This was not the reaction he had expected. He thought Xavier would be furious, angry, and full of regret for ever falling for Eleanor. That was how a betrayed man was supposed to react.


    "Yes, I''m in Kingston," Eleanor replied a momentter. "Professor Langley is having surgery here."


    Xavier knew how much Simone meant to Eleanor. He typed back, "How is she? Was the surgery sessful?"


    "She''s still in surgery. We don''t know the oue yet."


    Xavier suddenly turned to Henry. "Send me that video. Now."


    Henry, though confused, forwarded it immediately. Xavier watched it carefully. Seeing Eleanor in


    Mansfield''s arms was jarring but he was more concerned about her condition.


    Why did she copse? Why was her face so pale? Was it because she was worried sick about Simone? It didn''t take him long to connect the dots. She had fainted from exhaustion, and Mansfield, being there with her had haterally caught her. If he had been there instead, Xavier would have done the exact same thing.


    "Xavier, are you even listening to me?" Henry eximed.


    "I''m listening. But you''ve misunderstood. Eleanor''s mentor is having surgery in Kingston. She must have fainted from exhaustion."


    "Her mentor''s having surgery? Sounds more like an excuse to meet her lover," Henry blurted out.


    Xavier shot him a sharp look. "Henry, don''t nder Eleanor with your malicious assumptions. I know her better than you do."


    defensive tone. "Xavier, you''vepletely lost your mind


    evidence is right in front of you, and you''re still defending her?"


    Henry was taken aback by


    Xavier grabbed his suit jacket from the sofa and turned to him. "If I told you


    Vanessa was having an affair, what would you think?"


    Henry''s reaction was immediate and visceral. "That''s impossible."


    Xavier held his gaze for a few seconds. "You know her. You know she wouldn''t do that. It''s the same for me with Eleanor. I know there''s a reason for what happened."


    Henry was speechless. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.