Chapter 881

Jason shot him a look reserved for idiots and said, “Who says a man only seeks out a woman because he likes her? There are plenty of other reasons, don’t you think?”

Taylor bobbed his head in reluctant agreement. “Alright, fair point.” Then, unable to resist, he asked, “So tell me—what was the real reason you went to see her?” Get full chapters from f?ndnovel.net

Jason retorted with a smirk, “Why do you care what I’m doing?”

Taylor froze, unable to think of a single response.

Within the family, Jason was seen as the protector of the Evans name. Taylor, on the other hand, was just a well-known actor who brought little value to the family. To the rest of the family, Jason was the one trusted with serious responsibilities, while Taylor spent his time building his career in the entertainment world. That was why Taylor had no right to question Jason. To do so would only be seen as disrespect.

Taylor forced a weak smile and said, “Sorry, Jason. I didn’t mean it that way. You take care of the important things, and I shouldn’t be asking.”

Jason’s tone hardened as he said, “Don’t set your sights on Lilah. Go home and quit hanging around here. If you won’t listen, then fine, but don’t come crying to me when you embarrass yourself.”

With nothing more to say, Jason pulled the car door open, slid into the driver’s seat, and sped off.

Taylor bristled with irritation after being scolded. Though he still respected Jason, his rebellious streak ran deep. The more someone told him not to do something, the more determined he became to do it.

So instead of leaving, Taylor planted himself by the tall iron gate, stubbornly waiting for Lilah.

Inside the mansion, Elliana, with her disguised face and odd-looking wig, walked confidently, heading straight to meet Lance and Jeff.

Damian pushed open the door to a side lounge and led Lance and Jeff inside. Instead of offering them even a drink, he dropped into a chair, crossing one leg and drumming his foot as though he owned the place.

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His demeanor stunned Lance and Jeff into silence. They could hardly believe that Lilah had hired someone so crude as her bodyguard. As a young woman from an influential family, Lilah should have been surrounded by people of polish. So why was her so-called bodyguard greeting them with such blatant arrogance? Their Evans name alone should have been enough to demand courtesy. Did this bodyguard really think their family wasn’t worth his attention?

Still, mindful that they were merely guests in someone else’s home and there to ask permission to search for a cat, Lance and Jeff kept their opinions to themselves and sat quietly. Even Jeff, known for his mischievous ways, behaved himself.

For a while, the three of them sat locked in silence, facing one another.

Damian leaned back, his eyes lazily scanning Lance and Jeff. Every so often, a low laugh slipped from him as he waited for them to figure out who he was. But despite his brazen staring, they failed to recognize him.

“Two dummies,” Damian muttered inwardly. The thought amused him, and he laughed again, this time louder.

This time, Jeff couldn’t hold back. He angrily questioned, “What’s so funny? Do we look ridiculous to you, or is there something stuck on us that you can’t stop staring at?”

Instead of getting irritated, Damian burst into full laughter. Jeff’s previously mature act didn’t sit right with him, and now, with Jeff’s outburst, he found himself more at ease. Yes, this was the Jeff he knew how to spar with through sharp remarks.

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