Xavier's POV

I leaned into my office chair taking another sip of my coffee.

I replayed last night's events as an image of Cassie popped up in my mind.

I should have listened to mom, she warned me about her. I was too blinded by love to listen.

Mom was right, she's nothing but  a gold digging whore.
Those weren't my children like Antonio said. She was just using them to get back at me.

I was interrupted from my train of thoughts by a loud knock on the door.

"Come in!" I yelled.

Rosaline walked in, wearing her usual mini-shirt with a few of her top buttons opened.

"Good morning sir," she said seductively walking towards me.

I turned my eyes away from her staring at my cup.

She exhausts me!

She placed a few things on my desk then pressed her hands on my desk leaning forward making her breast more visible.

"Here's the report you requested along with the newspaper." She said.

"You can go now," I said coldly.

I looked up to see her staring at me dumbfounded.

"I said get out!" I repeated.

She walked out swaying her hips trying to get my attention.

I pulled the newspaper from the pile of folders and papers on my desk.

I skipped through the newspaper heading straight to the business section. I scanned through it.

"Nothing interesting," I muttered to myself.

As I closed the newspaper something caught my attention.

Titled: Seventeen year old roofied at a party.

What took a grip on my attention was the picture of Antonio below the heading.

So I began reading.

Formal CEO of Kleen Enterprise Antonio Hernandez has been convicted of several crimes, one of which includes kidnapping and drugging a girl.

A seventeen year old girl was recently reported missing, her friend filed a missing report claiming she was drugged by the twenty-seven year old entrepreneur. She was drugged at a party and later disappeared that same evening.

The girl has been found and has filed a case against Hernandez.
Her claim was approved with blood tests and a CTV footage of the incident.

Rohypnol a frequently used date drug was found in her blood samples. She does not recall anything that happened that night or after. There was no evidence of sexual assault or any physical abuse.

Mr Hernandez has not been seen or heard from ever since.

More victims claiming Hernandez drugged them have came forward after the recent report.

The police department is undergoing an investigation and argues anyone who knows of his whereabouts to speak forward.....

I stopped reading, my head spinning as I read each word.

Everything that has happened in the last seven months played back in my head.

Was Cassie telling me the truth all along?

Did Antonio drug her?

If he is cable of doing that to a Seventeen year old then it's possible that he could have done it to Cassie.

Question after questions were running through my mind.

Did I really make a mistake in throwing her out and divorcing her? She must have gone through a lot even though she was innocent.

This couldn't be a coincidence, I had to get to the bottom of this.

There was only one way to find out!

I took my phone out of my pocket, dialling Daniel's number.

Daniel was an old friend of mine and also the person to call when you needed something or someone handled, but I prefer doing any dirty business personally.

"Wow, I never thought the day would come when the all high Xavier would finally call me. Did you miss me?" He joked.

"Don't flatter yourself, I need you to help me find an asshole." I said.

"Fine," he said taking a deep breath. ''Who is this asshole?" He asked.

"Antonio Hernandez," I answered.

"The bastard who slept with your wife?" He asked.

"The bastard who might have slept with my wife," I corrected.

"I call you with the information in fifty minutes." He said.

"Thanks again," I said.

"You know you still owe me?" He said.

"For what?" I asked.

"For Cassie, she could have been making me some money in one of my strip clubs or better yet, giving me private lap dances." He said.

I clenched my jaw at the thought. I can't bare seeing her with another man, that's why it hurts so much.

I hang up the phone not wanting to hear anymore of the noncence he had to say.

I pushed the cup of coffee away then stood up to pure myself a glass of whiskey. I needed something strong to digest the news.

I was pacing up and down in my office unable to concentrate on my work.

My phone rang bringing me out of my thoughts.

I looked at the caller ID to see it was from Daniel, it had only been seven minutes.

"According to my sources he is in Queenstown. Thirty minutes out of the city. I'll email you the address." He said.

He hung up as a notification of his email popped up on my screen.

I grabbed my car keys rushing out of my office.

"Cancel all my meetings," I said to Rosaline, walking out.

I typed the address into my GPS then drove to the address.

The alcohol slowly started sinking in. I know I was being an asshole for drink and driving but this was important to me, I wasn't drank yet.

Old memories started racing through my mind.

If Antonio roofied Cassie I wanted to know why. We were so close, I never thought he would betray me like this.

My grip tighten on the steering wheel as I increased the speed.

I came to a stop as I parked my car a few houses away then walked to the house.

It was a big yard with a house in the center. The grass was dry with a few windows to the house broken, news papers were flying around the yard with the wind. There was no gate or fence making it easier for me to pay him a surprise visit.

I walked to the door, my hands in a fist, trying to stay in control. The more I thought about it the more I wanted to punch him.

I raised my hand to knock but stopped when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I turned around nearly jumping out of my skin to see a smirking Daniel.

"Daniel!" I whisper yelled.

"Did you really think I'd let you do this on your own." He whispered back.

"I'm very capable of doing this myself," I said.

I looked down to see a bag in his hand.

"What is that for?" I asked.

"Nothing, just some really creative ways to make someone talk." He said placing an innocent smile on his face.

He turned to the door. He drove the heel of his foot into the door. The wood of the door started to slinter. He repeated it again until the door broke down.

We walked into the house turning our backs every two seconds. Pieces of broken glasses were laying on the floor.

We heard a voice from upstairs. I recognized his nasal voice.

I signaled to Daniel for us to go up the stairs.

Daniel opened his bag taking a baseball bat.

We walked up the stairs tiptoeing, making sure not to make a sound. Giving him a warning was the last thing I'd want to do.

We barged into the room to find him sitting on the bed.

He looked at us frightened, a smile forming on Daniel's face.

Before neither one of us said a word, Daniel hit him across the head causing him to collapse.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"If you going to torture someone at least do it right." He answered.

I shook my head at him.

I took Antonio's phone scrolling through his contact list.
I went to his recent dials to see 'Melisa' at the top of the list.

Could it be mom?

Why was her name in his contact list?

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A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed the chapter!

New update coming tomorrow.