ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO A MAD BILLIONAIRE novel Chapter 139

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Chapter 139: DOUBLE DATE

This Chapter is dedicated to YellowCity. Hey Yellow, thanks for the golden ticket honey. Ꮚ⁠˘⁠ ⁠ꈊ⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠Ꮚ

At a high-end mall, Xavier and Osvaldo sat on opposite sides of a plush sofa, pretending not to glare at each other while they waited for Penny.

She was inside the changing room, trying on a new outfit they were supposed to "judge" for her. It had been her idea, more like an order, and neither of them dared say no.

Before they entered the store, Penny had warned them, twice to behave.

"Don’t you two dare cause any scene. If I hear even one growl or threat Father, Mr Osvaldo, I’m walking out and leaving you both to bond over women’s handbags."

So, here they were. Silent. Stiff. Civil... on the outside. But on the inside, they both want to tear each other apart.

Xavier sat with one leg crossed, arms folded, lips pressed into a firm line. His sharp eyes, cool and calculating, slid over to Osvaldo, who lounged across from him like he owned the mall.

In the boy’s hands was a magazine who he seemed so invested in. It’s almost like he’s never seen them before.

Xavier studied him.

Sure, the boy was good-looking. Looked like his father too. That unfortunate charm seemed to run in the Dewitt bloodline. But the man sitting across from him? He wasn’t his father. Not even close.

Dewitt was calm. Humble. Noble in a strange, irritating way. He was kind. A man of the people with a heart big enough to swallow the room.

But Osvaldo?

That one was cold.

Xavier could see it in his golden eyes. Still, unreadable, deadly. He wasn’t like his father. This was a devil in human form.

A wolf in Armani.

"I’m serious about you staying away from my daughter," Xavier suddenly said, his voice low but clear, slicing through the silence like a knife.

Osvaldo didn’t flinch. He turned his head slowly, his golden gaze meeting Xavier’s without a hint of emotion.

They stared at each other for a long, heavy second.

The corner of Osvaldo’s mouth twitched, almost a smirk, but not quite.

Xavier hated that. He hated how still the boy was. How he didn’t even need to move to command presence.

The boy had the same energy as him. Cold. Calculated. A devil, just like himself.

That’s what made it worse.

He couldn’t stand seeing himself in the man who dared to love his daughter.

He’s a fool. He’s not worthy of loving his daughter either.

They sat there, quietly sizing each other up like two mafia bosses at a baby shower.

And just when Xavier was about to make another jab...

The curtain flew open.

Penny stepped out, twirling in a soft, flowing dress that hugged her in all the right places. She looked radiant, and both men instinctively sat up straighter.