Kapitel 60: Just Some Instructions

A sleek limo drove into the parking lot of the majestic obsidian castle.

Opening the door, Xavian sighed.

"I have a feeling that this night is going to be a disaster."

It most definitely would be, come to think of it.

He had promised both Yvonne, Anais and Elena that he would come to the dance with them.

Stepping out of the car, people turned as another figure strutted across the red carpet.

Max was obviously used to this kind of stuff.

With his ponytail gone and how long, black hair let down to his shoulders, the teenager looked like a super, super model.

Xavian did not look to bad himself.

He was dressed in an expensive three piece suit and had his messy hair swept backwards.

He looked just like those CEOs that would sign a marriage contract with some hapless lass in most romance webnovels he had read once or twice.