The rest of the day passed in a blur.
On the surface, everything remained the same. Meetings, files, decisions—Xander handled them all with his usual precision. No mistakes. No delays. But his mind kept drifting back to one person.
Ivy.
After she had casually ended the call earlier, he hadn't called back. He hadn't even asked Teddy for updates.
He had chosen not to. Because now that he knew she hadn't run away, there was no reason to chase after her. At least… that's what he told himself.
And yet, even hours later, she lingered in his thoughts.
Another minute passed as Xander stared at the document in front of him, unread.
Then, with a quiet exhale, he closed the file.
Focus was no longer an option, nor was interruption.
BUZZ...
Xander's gaze shifted to the screen. The moment he saw the name flashing, his expression hardened slightly.
"Speak."
"How dare that bastard son of yours hit my son, Xander!" The voice on the other end was loud and furious.
Gavin.
