Instantly awake, he turned on the light and glanced at the time.
It's ten o'clock.
"Yes! Mr. Blackwell!" Tom nodded respectfully, and then, with a heart full of resentment, he went straight out of bed.
After Xavier drove the car out of the villa, he went straight to some bars and hotels where Madeline often went, looking for her.
As he drove the car, Xavier couldn't help but start laughing at himself. Ever since he was young, he had never been so crazy about anyone or anything—let alone wandering around the streets like a headless fly.
Now, he really was like a love-struck brat who would do anything for the girl he liked.
The sky was drizzling with rain. Under the drizzle, the black Honda continued to make its way through the city.
At Paige's house, Madeline was still tossing and turning in annoyance, unable to sleep. To make herself comfortable, she buried her whole body deeper under the covers.
It was a sleepless night, after all.
