Xavier strolled into his father’s study wearing a slightly amused smirk.

William Astor frowned, leaned forward in his chair and snapped, "What are you doing here?!"

Xavier scoffed as he offered himself a seat, the air hung heavy with the weight of their strained relationship.

“You asked to see me,” Xavier said.

“That was a week ago, when you were supposed to get engaged,” William said, his tone sharp. “But I guess that wasn't important to you was it?"

He shrugged, "Well, I'm here now."

William let out a small sigh and began, "The car I gave you was spotted at the courthouse on the day you were supposed to...