Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 112

Standing under the skyscraper, Arya felt cold, not knowing whether she was physically or mentally cold. She wrapped up and walked into the hall.

The receptionist stopped her and asked if she had an appointment.

"I want to see Mr. Jones."

The receptionist looked Arya up and down and smiled. "Sorry, I can't let you go upstairs if you don't have an appointment. Please go back." She kept smiling, but her heart was filled with disdain.

Arya had no choice but to call Xavier. Just as she took out her phone, the elevator door in the hall on the left opened. Xavier came out from inside, followed by Jacob who was reporting to him.

Seeing Arya, Xavier raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was surprised that she would appear here.

Soon, something seemed to occur to his mind. Xavier turned to look at Jacob. Then Jacob lowered his head guiltily.

He didn't expect that Arya would come to find Xavier.

'How dare she come here? Does she come here to beg for cooperation? Or to die earlier?'

Arya spoke first. "Can I have a word with you?"

Xavier looked at her for two seconds and said calmly, "Come with me."

Jacob was sensible so that he didn't follow. Standing in the hall, the receptionist was shocked. She was gossipy and she quietly leaned close to Jacob. "Who's that woman?"

Jacob rolled his eyes at the receptionist. "Focus on your work. It's none of your business!"

The receptionist curled her lips. "Have you been with the president for a long time so that you're mentally ill?"

Jacob was about to knock on the head of the receptionist with the folder in his hand. The receptionist immediately apologized with a smile, "Well, I was just talking nonsense."

Jacob snorted. Xavier was the only one who could suppress and laugh at him in the company.

Arya and Xavier came out and got into Xavier's car. Arya didn't know how to mention it.

Xavier was not in a hurry. He opened the window beside him, stretched out a hand, and lit a cigarette…

"If you're unhappy with me, I hope you can take revenge on me alone. Don't vent your anger on the people around me…"

Xavier leaned back and looked at Arya with an indifferent look. He sized her up and then smiled. "Take revenge on you alone?"

Before Arya could answer, he continued, "How much can you take?"

He said sarcastically. "You're so weak."

Arya's face turned pale. She was flustered by Xavier's sarcasm, but she pretended to be calm. "I don't know what you're talking about, but I hope you can let me go, Mr. Jones…"

Before Arya could finish her sentence, Xavier suddenly pinched her cheeks and his eyes were gloomy and sharp. "What did you just call me?"

Xavier hated that she called him Mr. Jones. It was distant and repulsive.

Arya's eyes widened and she did not know what had irritated him again. She asked timidly, "Mr. Jones, what do you want me to call you? I can…"

Xavier bit his teeth and said word by word. "Arya, are you trying to piss me off?!"

Arya immediately shook her head.

"No, I just hope you don't interfere in my affairs."

All of a sudden, Xavier let go of her, as if the anger on his face just now had never appeared. He laughed wildly. "Okay, I won't interfere with you."

Looking at Xavier's smile, Arya felt cold all over.