CHAPTER 40

"Alright, hurry up." With those words, he walked quickly through the wind and snow to the roadside.

The street light stretched his figure so long.

Madeline's heart was suddenly warmed.

Taking off the jacket, she quickly chased after him and shoved it directly into his arms, "Put it on, I'm not cold, or I'll give you a lift, don't bother your friend."

"My friend will be here in a minute." He said and prepared to drape his jacket over her body.

Madeline dodged sensitively and then quickly ran towards her red Maserati, not giving him the chance at all.

Xavier's cold lips gradually melted into a small curve as he looked at the slim figure.

Once Madeline got into the car, she quickly blended into the night.

Not long after she left, a row of black Rolls-Royces steadily parked in front of Xavier.

Immediately afterwards, Tom got out of the car with a large group of men in black and stood in front of him respectfully, nodding neatly.