He frowned for a second before a genuine and warm smile spread across his face as he began walking directly toward me. Jeffrey followed him with a look of pure terror while I tried to keep Parker’s juice from spilling on my lap.
“Hello, Cassidy,” Xavier said as he reached our table and looked down at the crayons and nuggets. “Good evening, Mr. Thorne,” I replied as Jeffrey stepped forward to apologize for my presence.
“Sir, I am so sorry that my sister is bothering you,” Jeffrey stammered while telling me to stand up and leave immediately. Xavier held up a hand to silence him and said that I was actually the only person he had been looking forward to seeing all night.
He pulled out a small plastic chair and sat down at the children’s table which caused a wave of shocked silence to ripple through the entire ballroom. It was a bizarre sight to see a billionaire CEO sitting next to a crying baby and a plate of half-eaten fries.
“What are we working on over here?” Xavier asked as he picked up a green crayon from the table. Parker told him we were drawing a dragon that destroys trucks and Xavier nodded solemnly as if that were the most important project in the room.