"Who the hell are you?" Julian finally stepped out from the bushes, demanding a response from Xavier.
He had been following Xavier all the way from the ballroom but hadn't gotten any clear answers yet.
Julian vaguely remembered seeing him once before at the lab. But why was he here at a business gala where only the elite were invited?
"Instead of being so concerned about who I am, maybe you should tell Mr. Foster to behave himself," Xavier said coolly.
Julian's expression darkened. "What Mr. Foster does has nothing to do with you."
Xavier took slow, deliberate steps toward him until he was standing right beside him.
"If he dares hurt my friend, I'll make sure he regrets it," Xavier said in a low voice.
With that, he turned and left the gala.
Julian stayed behind, piecing things together. He had a pretty good idea who Xavier was referring to.
Without wasting time, he hurried back to report everything to Zachary.
"Find out who he really is," Zachary ordered after hearing the report.
Up until now, Xavier had been completely off his radar. But now, things were starting to take a strange turn.
…
On her rare free weekend, Natasha headed straight for the library first thing in the morning. She had a lot she wanted to get done, and just thinking about it filled her with energy.
It had been ages since she last felt this eager to learn.
She picked a quiet corner, hauled a huge stack of books over, and settled into her seat.
The lab project was finished, and aside from helping out on a few experiments over the past few days, she'd mostly spent her time reading.
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