Xavier stared at Ezekiel, many questions in his mind he wanted to ask him. E.g. Why was he at the Wacepany when they were the ones who promised to never cross paths with the Wace family ever again?
"What are you doing here?" Xavier questioned, his fist clenched as he red at Ezekiel who seemed rather calm about the confrontation.
Ezekiel took off his sunsses, folded them, and held them in his hand.
"I have questions to ask you," Ezekiel replied, mirroring Xavier’s expression. He didn’t think he woulde to see Xavier after what had happened in the past, but he needed answers on where his lost sister was.
"What kind of questions?" Xavier asked, a little curious but still cautious of Ezekiel’s presence.
If the press recognized them, rumors would spread, specting that they had reconciled. But Xavier knew Ezekiel too well to believe he came to make amends.
"Do you know Anastasia Harrison?"
Xavier’s eyes darkened at that name. That was the name of his wife.
"In case you were wondering, I was the one who broke the barrier securing her profile. It was you, wasn’t it?"
"What are you talking about?" Xavier questioned Ezekiel with eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He wasn’t surprised Ezekiel was the one who broke the barrier. He wasn’t sure but he had an idea he was the one.
"Why are you helping Robert hide Anastasia?" Ezekiel questions Xavier whose frown only deepened. "Are you working with him? What are you gaining from this?"
"When did you start beating around the bush when talking, Ezekiel? I don’t understand a single word you are spouting," Xavier snapped.
Ezekiel clenched his fist in anger.
"Do you know the real identity of Anastasia Harrison?" Ezekiel wasn’t going to tell Xavier who Anastasia was until he found out if thetter was working with Robert or not.
Xavier frowned. "What about her?"
’He doesn’t know she’s Ava,’ Ezekiel concluded which meant he wasn’t helping Robert in hiding her from them. Now, he wondered why Xavier was keeping her profile empty.
"Nothing," he denied. "Why were you keeping her profile hidden?"
"It’s none of your business," Xavier answered.
He didn’t understand why Ezekiel was using him of working with Robert. He didn’t have any business with that old hag.
But what about Anastasia’s identity? Was there something about her he didn’t know about?
Ezekiel red at Xavier, about to curse at him, but gave up on the thought. Xavier wasn’t hiding Anastasia’s profile from Ezekiel on purpose. He had his unknown reason. Xavier didn’t know that Anastasia was rk.
Ezekiel didn’t know if he should inform Xavier that Anastasia, wherever she was, was Ava rk, his childhood friend. But they weren’t on good terms.
It was still Xavier’s and the Wace family’s fault that Ava went missing in the first ce. He tore his gaze from Xavier, concluding he wasn’t going to inform Xavier about Ava.
"Do you have a picture of Anastasia I can see?" He requested. That was the only thing he wanted to ask from Xavier. Only a picture and everything was solved.
Unfortunately for Ezekiel, Xavier was overprotective of Selene. If it hadn’t been she was a public figure, not a single picture of her face would be seen on the inte. But he wasn’t going to tell Ezekiel Anastasia goes by another name.
"Not until you tell me why you need it," Xavier responded. He made a mental note to investigate Anastasia’s past.
"Never mind then." Ezekiel walked towards his car and got in. He red at Xavier through his tinted sses, his fist clenching on the steering wheel.
Through the tinted sses, Xavier could still feel Ezekiel’s re, but since thetter didn’t want to exin anything to me and preferred to keep him in the dark, he was just going to find things himself.
Xavier walked back to his car, pulled out his phone, and dialed Maxwell’s number.
"I want you to do every possible research regarding Anastasia."
A week flew by, and the day of the award show arrived. Selene sat in her car, watching the paparazzi snap photos of the arriving celebrities.
Xavier ced his hands on hers. "You can do this," he encouraged with a warm smile.
"I can do this," she echoed.