Richard had already caused a scene, and the current mood in the room was disappointing although his presence was no more.
Turning to Jeffrey, he said, "I’m d we were able to settle everything, Jeffrey. Once again, I’m still deeply sorry for what happened in the past."
"It’s not a problem, Thomas," Jeffrey responded.
Mr Wace pulled his wife away and the rest of the rk family escorted them out of the mansion.
"That was some fight!" Kael eximed. Facing Xavier whose hands were holding Anastasia protectively on the waist, he added, "How were you able to move that fast? Can you teach me some moves?"
Tracie pped him against his head. "Can’t you see me standing here? Why not ask me instead?"
"No way! Do you know where Inded when you set yourself free? You didn’t even take pity on me knowing that I’m not even half as strong as you," he mumbled.
"I’ve told you several times to start working out, but do you ever listen to me?" Tracie questioned. "Don’t make me hit you the way I was nning on hitting that bastard just earlier," she threatened.
"Oookay, you kids had better calm down," Nora warned.
Kael red at Tracie while he hid behind Ezekiel for protection.
Nora took Anastasia from Xavier’s hold to help her apply ice where Richard had hit her.
"Hey, you don’t need to keep looking all the time. Mum is not gonna swallow her whole you know," Tracie said to Xavier, which earned her a frown from Xavier. When Xavier didn’t respond to her, she sighed. "I want to speak with you."
Xavier shot her a questionable nce. However, they excused themselves from the others.
"What do you want to say?" He questioned her as soon as they reached the garden.
"First of all, when Anastasia was cutting off Richard’s fingers, why didn’t you take the knife from her and stab him in the throat instead?" She asked. Xavier frowned at her. "I overheard their conversation before I attacked him. He’s such a jerk."
"Tell me something I don’t know yet, Tracie."
Tracie ended up sighing.
"I want to amend my rtionship with my sister," she finally said, and a slow grin stretched on Xavier’s lips. "I miss her, and I want to be by her side."
"I knew you woulde around. You were just putting up an act as if you were all big and tough."
"Shut up!" Tracie snapped, ring at Xavier who still had the grin on his lips. "She has been through a lot, and I thought I would be happy if I seeded in making her hate me. That’s why I acted that way towards her."
Xavier crossed his arms around his chest as he studied Tracie.
"I’m d you’ve realized that your n was stupid," he said with a long sigh. "Anastasia has never had a real sister before, and I’m hoping you will be a good one to her, Tracie."
"You don’t have to tell me that. I love her and want to protect her, especially from that bastard brother of yours. Argh—he still makes my blood boil even after so many years," she groaned as she waved her fist around to release the tension in them.
"She’s inside and if you want to, hug her. I’m sure she would love that," Xavier suggested.
Tracie went silent, considering that suggestion.
In the blink of an eye, a knife was pressed against Xavier’s throat. His breath caught, and he nced at Tracie, his eyes wide with shock.
"I’m going to settle things between me and Anastasia, and you’re very much aware that I love her, right?" She asked but Xavier still kept silent, his eyes on the cold metal that had already made contact with his neck.
"If you hurt Anastasia even in the slightest way, I will slit your throat, Xavier. That’s a promise," she promised, eyes narrowed as she studied his expression.
"You have nothing to worry about. I love Anastasia with my life and I will protect her no matter what. It’s not something you need to remind me," he responded.
Tracie studied him for a second longer before she took the knife away from his neck.
"That’s good."
Xavier red at Tracie as a glint of fear passed through his eyes.
Tracie was a very slick assassin, and for the first time in his life, he was worried for his life.