Cassian felt a twinge of disbelief. Shouldn't Timothy have been incapacitated and tossed into the sea by now? Yet, here he was, appearing unscathed. Despite his internal thoughts, Cassian maintained a cheerful facade. "Timothy, I'm so glad to see you're alright."Timothy glanced at Cassian, immediately detecting the malice lurking behind his friendly demeanor. He didn't want to engage further and replied lightly, "Oh, thanks for your concern."At this moment, Mavis turned to Timothy with a serious expression. "We really need to thank Mr. Kramer today. If it weren't for him, you might not have made it out."Cassian was momentarily taken aback, not understanding Mavis's words. "Thank me for what?"Mavis smiled and said, "Well, for using your connections to rescue Timothy. This bar has a complicated background. My grandfather's influence couldn't even help, but it appears that you have quite the connections. We're truly grateful!"Cassian blinked in surprise, then realized Mavis mi
Cassian's face turned ashen as he quickly halted in his tracks, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "No need for that… It's really inconvenient today! I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now!" With that, he wrenched himself free from Timothy's grip and hurriedly jumped back into the car.Mavis looked puzzled, thinking, "What's wrong with Cassian? His behavior is so strange."As the car window rolled down, Cassian regained his confident demeanor and smiled at Mavis. "Mavis, if you need anything in the future, just ask. I'll be there to help!""Thank you!" Mavis replied sincerely, watching as the Maserati drove away. Timothy then scoffed, "He really knows how to brag. I guess bluffing doesn't cost him anything.""Who are you talking about?" Mavis narrowed her eyes, frowning. "Are you talking about Cassian?"Timothy remained silent, which Mavis took as an affirmation. "No matter what, he really helped us out today by rescuing you. How can you say he's just braggin
Mavis shot Timothy a furious glare before slamming the car door shut. "Hey, what's wrong, dear?" he called after her."I don't want to talk to you! Goodbye!" she huffed, striding away with her bag, leaving behind a waft of her fragrance.Timothy could only smile wryly. It seemed that without some strategic moves, he wouldn't be able to bridge the gap with Mavis. He quickly sent a message to Arlo, asking him to mention the idea of him living together with Mavis. Strengthening their relationship was one reason, but there was another reason he hadn't disclosed—he had an instinct that Mavis's uncle, Hugh, and his family were not as simple as they appeared. There might be a mole in the Jefferson family, and he needed to ensure Mavis's safety.After sending the message, Timothy hummed a tune as he left.No. 1, Dragoncrest Manor was completely dark by the time he returned. It appeared that his parents and sister had already gone to bed. As he contemplated the plans for the next day,
Joseph sighed and said, "It wasn't my old comrade who answered the phone, but a young woman. She said my old friend isn't home and asked us to come another day."Timothy frowned but remained silent. That didn't make much sense. Why wouldn't his phone be with him if he wasn't home? It was obvious they weren't very welcome. Joseph's face dimmed slightly—he had a feeling what this meant.Cora, standing nearby, shot him a bitter smile. "Could it be that your friend doesn't want us to visit him, dear?"Joseph smiled wryly. "But I already talked to him about it. He seemed happy to have us over. I didn't expect it to turn out like this—"Before he could finish, the phone rang again. Joseph quickly glanced at it and answered. On the other end came a hearty, strong voice, clearly from an older man."Hey, Joseph! I'm so sorry about earlier. My granddaughter picked up the phone—she knows no better and has no tact. Please don't take any offense! Where are you now? My wife and I have been wait
Timothy raised an eyebrow. After years of training, he could easily read people's personalities at a glance. Though the woman appeared warm and beautiful, he had noticed her quick glance at his family, revealing a hint of disdain. He sensed that she might be the type to look down on the poor and favor the wealthy. Nonetheless, he kept quiet, following his parents silently. The woman was the first to speak, smiling as she greeted them. "You must be Joseph and family?"Joseph smiled nervously. "Yes… that's us.""Come in, come in. Zayn has been waiting for you for a while!"As soon as they stepped inside, a hearty laugh filled the room. A lean elderly man, full of energy and dressed in an army green shirt, strode over with a beaming smile."Joseph!""Zayn!" Joseph, equally excited, grasped the old man's hand tightly.Tears glistened in Zayn's eyes as he held onto Joseph's hand, refusing to let go. "Joseph! It's been ten years since we last saw each other! A whole decade!"Emoti
The atmosphere grew tense as Joseph and Cora exchanged uneasy glances, unsure how to respond.Just then, Zayn frowned and shot an annoyed look at Winnie. "What are you asking about? His job is classified. You can't just ask about it!"He turned back to Joseph, smiling apologetically. "Sorry about that, Joseph. My wife didn't mean anything by it. She was just concerned."Hearing it was classified, Winnie's heart skipped a beat. That had to mean he was some big shot. She quickly smiled. "Yes, Joseph, don't take it the wrong way. If it's inconvenient to talk about, no problem. I tend to speak without thinking sometimes."Joseph gave a forced smile and glanced at Cora. He let out a soft sigh and said, "Zayn, to be honest, I left that job a few years after returning home.""You left?" Zayn was surprised. "Why did you leave? Back then, that position had a lot of potential. I remember when I ventured into business, I was even a bit jealous of you!"Suddenly, Zayn's face lit up as if he
Winnie walked out of the kitchen with a dark expression, her friendly smile from earlier completely gone, replaced by disgust and disdain.Zayn pointed angrily at her and yelled, "Who's in charge here, you or me? Have you lost your mind? This is my former squad leader, what do you think you're doing?"Winnie rolled her eyes and scoffed, saying, "He's your squad leader, not mine! To me, they're just a couple of trash collectors. I've already thrown out the food. If you want to eat, go to a restaurant. I'm not cooking today!""You—ugh!" Zayn was so angry his vision darkened. He turned to Joseph with an apologetic look and said, "Joseph, I'm really sorry. My wife just doesn't know any better. Please don't hold it against her."Joseph looked at Winnie with a bitter smile. "Winnie, I'm sorry for the trouble today.""Hmph, it's no trouble. I didn't even bother to host you."With another dismissive eye roll, Winnie turned and stormed off to her room. Zayn, furious, slammed his hand on t
Zara frowned. "Why does Flynn have to get involved in this? Can't you all handle your own stuff? What a hassle!"Zayn slammed the table, his face flushed with anger. "What are you saying? Timothy is your older brother! Remember that—we're all family! And let me remind you, we even arranged a childhood engagement between you two back in the day. You—""Enough, Zayn!" Winnie interrupted sharply, her face showing displeasure.Zara's face turned red, then white. She shot Timothy a cold, disdainful look and spat out, "Childhood engagement? Hah! I'd rather die than be involved with him!" Then, without waiting for a response, she stormed off, slamming the door behind her.Zayn realized he might have said too much and gave Joseph an apologetic smile.With a sigh, Joseph, full of regret, said, "Zayn, I'm so sorry for causing you all this trouble over my son's job. And as for that childhood engagement, let's just forget about it. It was a drunken joke, nothing more. Timothy isn't worthy o