Chapter 963
“Exactly! This is insane! Can’t someone stop them?”
“Where are the family elders? Are they even seeing this chaos? Why isn’t anyone stepping in?”
“Even if they tried, who could possibly control Jason when he’s made up his mind?”
In the middle of all the panicked messages, Taylor typed again, “Heading to Jason’s room right now. Don’t worry—I’ll live stream the whole thing so you can all get a front-row seat to watch me kick his ass!”
A moment later, a notification flashed across everyone’s screens. Taylor had actually started a live video feed. The stream came to life just as Taylor raised his hand and rapped his knuckles against Jason’s door.
Jason’s voice came through the phone speaker, cold and sharp as a blade cutting through silk. “Come in.”
Taylor pushed the door open. Without hesitation, he crossed to a nearby table, set his phone down, and carefully angled it until the lens captured the entire room.
Taylor set his phone down and fixed his gaze on Jason before striding in his direction.
On the other side of the screen, nobody dared to make a sound. Everyone seemed braced for chaos.
Jason remained perfectly relaxed. He stayed slouched on the couch, glancing over at Taylor as if he were barely worth the attention.
The space between them grew tense and still as Taylor approached.
Right when it seemed like a fight would break out, Taylor dropped straight to the floor beside Jason. He shut his eyes and didn’t move a muscle. For all the world, the bizarre scene looked like a pet curling up by its master.
Confusion swept through the room. What was Taylor doing now? Everyone exchanged glances, trying to make sense of whatever stunt this was. Before they could wrap their heads around it, Jason shifted his foot and nudged Taylor’s head. “Taylor, are you awake?”
Taylor didn’t answer. A light snore slipped out instead.
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It finally clicked—Taylor wasn’t just giving up. He had fallen fast asleep in the middle of all that tension. He was completely out.
“Are you kidding me? Taylor has actually fallen asleep right now?”
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“All that attitude earlier must’ve just been sleep deprivation talking!”
Jason bent down and pressed his hand to Taylor’s forehead. The second he touched him, he jerked his hand back. He called out, “Can someone come in here?”
A butler appeared without delay.
Jason gave a quick instruction. “Get someone to carry him upstairs and call the doctor. He’s burning up.”
“Yes,” the butler replied, hurrying off to follow Jason’s orders.
A pair of bodyguards soon arrived and gently lifted Taylor, carrying him out of the room with practiced care.
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