Chapter 876
Taylor hurried to catch up with them and blurted out, “Wait, you two are actually going in to chase a cat? Jason just walked inside with Lilah’s invitation. If you barge in now over some cat, won’t he take it the wrong way?”
Jeff shot him a puzzled glance and asked, “And why exactly would that upset Jason?”
Taylor smirked at Jeff as though the answer were obvious. “He’s inside trying to impress Lilah, and you show up in the middle of it, hunting a cat. How do you think that’s going to sit with him?”
It really wasn’t the right moment to bother him.
Lance shot Taylor a furious look. “Why didn’t you tell me that earlier?”
If they’d known Jason was already inside, they could have just sent a message or given him a quick call about the cat. Now it was too late. The doorbell had rung, and the interruption had already happened.
Taylor pouted, his voice full of complaint. “Lance, I’ve been saying all along that Jason uses his status to push us younger ones around, but neither of you ever listened.”
Lance’s temper flared in an instant. Taylor had definitely been running his mouth about Jason’s supposedly shady behavior and even called Lilah a celestial beauty, but not once did he say that Jason had stepped inside. It was as if Taylor had talked endlessly without ever getting to the point.
The more Lance dwelled on it, the angrier he got. Finally, he snapped, “Get out of here!”
Taylor, weighed down by frustration, refused to back off. “Lance, can’t you be a bit nicer to me? I’m a well-known actor, you know!”
Lance glared at Taylor but chose not to argue anymore. Just then, someone approached, and Lance quickly shifted into a polite smile.
The newcomer was Damian, though his appearance had changed. He now wore a black suit with a white earpiece, looking every bit the bodyguard of a wealthy family. To keep anyone from recognizing him, he’d even adjusted his eyebrows slightly and dyed his hair.
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Because of the changes, Lance and Jeff didn’t recognize Damian right away. Damian, however, recognized Lance and Jeff instantly. After all, he’d lived with them at Regal Grove for some time, so he knew them well.
Catching sight of the familiar faces, Damian quickly checked his reflection on his phone to be sure he wouldn’t be recognized. Then, he walked toward the ornate gate with an air of calm indifference. “What business do you have here?”
As Damian asked the question, his eyes lingered on Jeff with deliberate focus. Several days had passed since he’d last laid eyes on Jeff, and he found himself quite missing the mischievous Jeff. Follow current nov?ls on fin?novel.net
Complicated emotions always surfaced whenever Damian thought of Jeff. On one hand, he appreciated Jeff’s sharp wit and quick reflexes, recognizing the potential of a gifted martial artist. On the other hand, his wish to mentor Jeff was always met with arrogance—Jeff didn’t crave guidance. Instead, Jeff acted as if he’d rather surpass Damian and leave him behind.
Every encounter with Jeff stirred a sting of irritation that Damian couldn’t quite hide. At first, Jeff wore a courteous smile that mirrored Lance’s demeanor. Yet, the sharp hostility radiating from Rosewood Villa’s bodyguard before him made the expression falter and fade.
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