Xavier Lewis's lecherous eyes flickered with uncontrollable flames.
Hope Williams gently patted Aria Richardson on the shoulder, "I'm going to the restroom, I'll be back soon. Don't wander off, wait for me, okay?"
Aria seemed a bit tipsy, and squinted her eyes as she nodded, "Okay, you go ahead. Don't worry, I definitely won't run off."
Hope shook her head helplessly, asked a waiter to keep an eye on Aria, and took away all of Aria's drinks before leaving.
Xavier's gaze followed Hope's figure, and his eyes were full of desire as he muttered to himself, "If I could get her in bed, I'd die happy."
After saying that, he downed his glass of alcohol and immediately got up, following her footsteps.
Hope came out of the restroom.
Suddenly, a chest pressed against her back, and Hope's eyes went cold as she harshly elbowed the man behind her.
The man gasped in pain and instantly let go of Hope.
Hope quickly put distance between them and turned around to see a face she recognized.