All Chapters of Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Mason was undoubtedly curious about the man in my heart. He always had a strong sense of curiosity, but I couldn't possibly reveal to him that it was his cousin. That would be too much for Mason to handle."The identity of the man is irrelevant. He's merely a passerby in my life. No matter how much I like him now, we can never be together," I said, feeling a deep sense of emptiness.Maybe with time, my feelings for Jethro would fade, and the pain would lessen."Why not consider me instead? I really like you and I believe I can make you happy," Mason proposed earnestly.Everyone was selfish to some extent, and though Mason felt sorry for me, deep down, he hoped I wouldn't end up with that other man."You're talking nonsense again. Haven't I told you many times already? You're like a brother to me. We can't be together." I sighed, frustrated by his attempt to turn the conversation toward himself."I've told you, I don't want to be your brother. A boyfriend or future husband, maybe,

Shaking my head vigorously, I felt embarrassed and frustrated at my thoughts and actions. After showering, I felt somewhat relieved, but still unsure whether last night's events were real or just a dream.I ate breakfast in a hurry and dashed to the company. Preset alarms were a saving grace, preventing a late arrival at the office after my intoxicated night. With my relationship with Jethro now severed, I dreaded his reaction to any tardiness. His stern personality hinted he might consider terminating me.Arriving at the company building, I stopped dead in my tracks upon seeing Jethro by the elevator. My intention to take the elevator vanished, and I found myself immobilized, my heartbeat accelerating at his presence. I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze.Jethro's eyes fell on me, his brows knitting together in a subtle frown, his expression indifferent. An unprecedented, awkward silence hung between us.Rooted outside the elevator, I was at a loss, unsure how to act around Je

Summer didn’t share my perspective. To her, life's choices were straightforward. If you like someone, be with them. If you don’t like them, don’t be with them. If I could be as brave as her, maybe things with Jethro would be different."Enough about me and Jethro. Let’s talk about you instead. How are things going with Ignatz? Are you two officially an item now?" I steered the conversation away, my mood slightly subdued.Summer’s expression shifted at the mention of Ignatz, her eyes showing hesitation."Come on, we’re best friends. There shouldn't be any secrets between us, right?” I nudged her, a bit irritated but mostly just showing concern for her love life."I’m not sure about my feelings for Ignatz. I like him, but I'm not entirely sure if it's in a romantic sense." Summer’s previous heartbreak with Claude had made her cautious, understandably so. Despite her composed exterior, that experience had deeply affected her."If you don’t dislike him, why not give it a shot? You can

By the time I regained my senses, Mason had already walked some distance away. He had the audacity to steal a kiss from me. It seems his boldness was on the rise. Perhaps I had been too accommodating with him lately, despite being displeased, my reaction wasn't as strong as I might’ve expected.Mason soon returned with a pack of beer and sat next to me again. He opened a bottle and offered it to me. I didn’t take it but instead fixed my gaze on him.I questioned in a dissatisfied tone, "What was that about just now?"Mason seemed surprised by my question but quickly slipped back into his playful mode. "I was kissing you, of course. Didn’t you notice?"His smug expression irritated me further. I felt the urge to slap some sense into him for his brashness. His brazen acknowledgment only fueled my annoyance."Have you forgotten what I told you before, Mason? How could you just steal a kiss like that? Are you asking for a beating?""I've had feelings for you for so long, so a stolen

Jethro observed me silently, his face betraying no emotion as I vented. His brow creased, and his penetrating gaze lingered on me for a long time.I met his eyes unflinchingly. What he thought of me—whether he believed I was after his money or genuinely wanted to be with him—didn’t matter to me anymore. I just wanted to release my pent-up feelings. How dare he speak to me in this way?"What do you mean by saying this now, Serena? Are you suggesting you want to renew our relationship?" Jethro’s gaze was dark and unreadable, and his words left me unsure whether he was angry or pleased.He had warned me countless times that our relationship was nothing more than physical, urging me not to harbor any illusions or feelings for him. My confession had clearly indicated my feelings for him.My heart raced, and I was uncertain of how to respond to his question. Deep down, I knew I had fallen for him, and denying it would be lying to myself.I opened my mouth to answer but said nothing as a