Xavier's POV
Sitting in my office, I was going over some files when my phone buzzed. It was a call from Joy.
“Yes,” I answered curtly.
“Sir, there’s someone at the gate trying to barge in,” Joy said, sounding tense.
“Did you try to find out why he is there?”
“She says she’s here to meet Ashlyn.”
Hearing that, I stood up immediately, my chest tightening. “Did you get her identity?”
“She’s refusing to speak with me and insists on seeing Ashlyn. She also has a child with her, about 10 years old, and the child doesn’t look well.”
“I’ll be there,” I said and hung up, already grabbing my keys.
I rode to the house quickly, my mind racing. As I approached the gate, I spotted a woman standing there with a young girl beside her. The child looked pale and frail, clutching the woman’s ha
