As soon as the call went through, it was instantly answered.
âYvie,â A soft and pleasant male voice came from the other end of the line.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Yvetteâs expression softened slightly. âXavier, what did you find?â
Across the ocean, a man with sharp, wellâdefined features and deep, brooding eyes stood tall, exuding an air of noble elegance. The coldness in Xavierâs gaze dissipated when he heard Yvetteâs voice, and he spoke slowly and gently.
âThe organization with the star symbol is part of the underground forces in Zaria, known as the DY Organization. Theyâve committed many heinous acts in the past, conducting insane experiments, even using hundreds of infants as test subjects. The public were outraged by their actions.â
âDY Organization?â Yvette murmured, her eyes turning cold. âDid you find out why theyâre hunting me?â
She had no grievances with the DY Organization, yet they suddenly targeted her, which was very strange.
âNot yet.â
A murderous intent flickered through Xavierâs deep, captivating black eyes as he spoke of this matter.
They dared to harm Yvette. He would never let them off!
âBut donât worry, Yvie, Iâll continue investigating. Iâll inform you the moment I find anything.
âNo need, let the others handle it,â Yvette declined calmly. She didnât want to involve him in the first place, as he had more important matters to attend to overseas.
âYvie, we havenât seen each other for a while, and now youâre treating me like a stranger.â Xavierâs gentle voice carried a hint of stubbornness. âYour safety is too important. I donât trust leaving it to anyone else.â
âFine.â Yvette didnât argue further and agreed. She had full confidence in Xavierâs capabilities and felt reassured leaving this task to him.
âYvieâ¦â Wilsonâs deep, magnetic voice echoed from outside the door. Yvette immediately set her phone down and walked toward it.
On the other end of the line, Xavier also heard this intimate call. His eyes narrowed slowly.
Was that Yvetteâs soâcalled fiancé?
Yvette had always been aloof, yet she allowed this man to address her so intimately. It was clear that she didnât reject him.
Xavierâs gaze darkened, his grip on the phone tightening as he slowly hung up. It seemed he needed to return to the country soon.
When Yvette opened the door, her eyes widened in shock Wilson had clearly just showered. His black hair was damp, and water droplets clung to his neck, sliding down in an inexplicably sexy and alluring way.
But the most important thing was what he was wearingâhis black and red racing suit perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist, showing off his flawless figure. However, this racing suit was unlike any she had seen before.
The material was semiâtransparent, and his sculpted abs and Vâline were faintly visible. Even through the thin fabric, the powerful lines of his muscles were evident.
It was irresistibly seductive, filled with raw sexual energy.
Wilsonâs thin lips curved into a smile, but when he noticed the phone on the table displaying the recent call, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
Why was Xavier calling Yvette this late? He was definitely up to no good!
âWhat are you wearing?â Yvetteâs ears turned red, and her face flushed with embarrassment.
This racing suit wasnât proper at all! It was more like a risqué, fetish racing outfit!
Where on earth did he get such an indecent getup?
Wilson chuckled lowly, his warm breath brushing against her soft ear. His deep, magnetic voice was teasing her, making her ears tingle unbearably. âDonât you like it, baby?â