Xavier's POV

My convoy was made of two SUVs and a very expensive car, in the middle. Allyson already had herself resting in the first SUV along with some guards. 

"I have this feeling that Irene would be attending that occasion,"I uttered indistinctly, as we stood beside the car. 

"How do you know about that?" Damien retorted, he was confused knowing that it was quites odd to make those remarks about Irene's appearance at the occasion we know nothing about. 

"I don't know, but I'm certain" I uttered having this feeling within me. I knew Irene would definitely attend this occasion, but I had this fear she would be wearing...