All Chapters of Scent of Broken : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

So apparently, Mr. Red isn't just a problem, a fishbone stuck in a throat. For Homer and Hugo alone, he is everyone's problem as long as he still breathes. Including this person Homer meet. Besides talking about the brothels they ran together, he also asked Jefferson about what happened, how he saved homer, and their faces and physical features. If that's the case, Jefferson couldn't give any explanation. How could he pay attention to that when surrounded by a narrow, dark alley and almost lost his life? That is impossible. "Hugo beat him up as soon as he found them." Their faces became unrecognizable after Hugo beat them, especially when Max's bodyguards joined in beating them because Max shouted angrily and grumbled at Mr. Red because he saw Homer carrying Jefferson, who was covered in blood and unconscious. But rather than talking about that, Jefferson was more curious about Max and his subordinate. It seemed that apart from having the power to read each other's minds and d

A surprising thing happened again because instead of being able to go back to the mansion as Homer had wanted, they suddenly had to visit someone and come home past the nighttime. And, of course. Hugo would take advantage of this opportunity to go with Homer; when else could he come home late and not get yelled at? But Homer tells Hayden and Jasper to return to the mansion because it will soon be Jasper's turn to stand guard and ensure that Jefferson's subordinates do their jobs properly. And since Homer doesn't want too many people coming, he asks Owen to have all his bodyguards return to the mansion with Hayden and Jasper. Homer would suddenly be fussy when it came to working and was afraid that Owen's bodyguard would slow down and get into trouble; Jefferson agreed this time. Although because of Homer's grumbling, they had to wait fifteen minutes for him to finish, which gave Hugo plenty of time to flirt with Jefferson. "Jeremy, I think it's a good idea if you sit with Owen a

Bad luck returned to him the following day because he was going back with Hugo today. In contrast to his usual mornings, Jefferson woke up after Max this time, and it was his first time taking a bath with Max and having to listen to his ramblings this early. But Jefferson was relieved because he saw that pervert come out of the dining room with Homer. Although he found it strange why Homer had come with that pervert into the dining room, Jefferson was also a little disappointed that he missed the chance to meet Homer. But nothing could match how excited he was not to meet Hugo while eating. Even though he had to meet the pervert again in the lobby, unfortunately, he got Homer's permission to only bring Jefferson and Owen because today was his schedule to play golf with his friends. "Jeremy, can you help me open the car trunk?" Owen wasn't even wearing his dark green uniform. He was wearing a dark green polo shirt similar to his suit, a shirt with the same color, and a black ha

Jefferson went to the dining room as usual but didn't see Hugo anywhere. Had he not finished his morning workout yet? But Jefferson doesn't care because Homer will most likely ask him to come with him and go with him today. After all, Hayden has to go to school today because of some seminars his school held. Jefferson smiled at Hayden, who was sitting in his school uniform and backpack, and that smile gave Hayden goosebumps. He wouldn't mind if Jasper looked at him like that, but if Jefferson did it, it was the scariest thing that ever happened to him because we know Jefferson always looked angry all the time, especially in the morning. "What kind of demon possessed you today, Jeremy?" Jefferson shook his head. "What do you mean? You're weird." "You're the weird one. What's with that smile on your face? You shouldn't be angry because Hugo will come and flirt with you in a moment." Just a few seconds after Hayden spoke, they heard some noise. Jefferson looked around and found H

Jefferson hugged his legs, and it was getting colder around him the longer they were trapped in the warehouse. Jefferson could hear the engines roar and Hugo screaming between those engines; he seemed to be confused and anxious. Jefferson smiles at Homer, who sits beside him, his head resting on his knees. Even though his eyes were tired and his neck was numb, Jefferson still turned his head. "So when did you start drawing, Homer?" "I started to draw when I was in junior high school." "I've heard rumors about you selling your paintings on the internet, so it was true?" "Actually, it's not just that. I have a social media account to post the drawing I make, and I'm selling some of my drawings if someone asks me to do so." "Really?" Homer took out his phone, and Jefferson lifted his head. He watched Homer's phone closely; he didn't want to miss anything he could see. And unlike what Jefferson had imagined, from his home screen was a picture of a palace made of majestic plants.