His words elicited loud gasps from the crowd that surrounded us as everyone watched with anticipation written all over their faces, and I was no exception. I turned to face him, looking up at him with my brows knitted together and a surprised expression masked my features as he stared ahead into the people.
Proof? Since when did he have proof?
As my mind continued to buzz with thoughts and my heart raced in my chest, his deep voice jolted me back to reality.
Xavier's intense gaze was fixated on Mrs Jones as he narrowed his eyes into thin slits, the words that left his lips were laced with malice. "Your husband admitted to me that he touched my wife and threatened to take away her spot at that art exhibition."
