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Chapter 263

Chapter 263

Stefan didn’t say a word, but everyone around him could sense his mood had dipped even further.

Those present in the private lounge weren’t your average party crowd–they were the polished, socially adept elites of Strate

In a place where status was measured both by wealth and age, this group skewed older and calmer than the usual noisy bunch surrounding someone like Jeremy.

If he had been in a bad mood tonight, his crowd of chaotic friends would’ve immediately started throwing out useless ideas like over–eager advisors to a teenage king

But Stefan’s friends were different. They knew how to read a room, and right now, no one dared to interrupt

this silence.

The truth was simple: Stefan couldn’t sleep. By this hour, everyone back at the Adler estate was already fast asleep, and the entire place was oppressively quiet. He had originally planned to walk in the courtyard for a bit, but for reasons beyond comprehension, someone in the family had decided to raise chickens in the backyard–roosters, no less.

And those roosters, apparently equipped with some sort of sixth sense, would crow the moment they detected any

movement.

Whatever they had eaten, it must’ve been supernatural. Their cries weren’t just loud–they were earth–shattering, echoing across the compound like it was sunrise in a medieval village.

Worried they’d wake the whole house, Stefan had gotten in his car and left.

He’d only texted one friend, hoping for a quiet chat, but news spread fast. Within twenty minutes, half a dozen people had shown up.

He hadn’t objected. He simply sat in a corner, silent and brooding, while the others–picking up on his mood–held back, unsure how to approach.

Still, they’d all come here for him. Everyone wanted to stay in his good graces, so they couldn’t just let him sulk the night away. Someone slipped out and brought in a few women, dearly hoping to lift the mood the oldest, most time–honored

way.

But Stefan didn’t even blink.

And that’s when the room really got confused. A man like Stefan–born into prestige, raised to inherit legacy, cool and aloof by nature–what problems could possibly be weighing him down?

Too rich to spend all his money? Burdened by over–achieving relatives! Come on.

What else could make a man like that sulk in a nightclub corner if not.. heartbreak?

friend tried his luck. “Stefan, don’t be depressed. There are so many

introduce you.”

his head slowly, eyes cool and flat.

caught off guard. “So… it’s

romance, then it was even more mysterious. Their curiosity flared. Questions flew, theories bounced off walls. Everyone talked at once,

stood up from the sofa, picked up his

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“Hey, where are you going? I’ll

“Home, Stefan replied.

say you couldn’t

the words left his mouth, Stefan was

of jet lag hit him like a

in, bought some sleeping pills, and

roosters in the Adler family’s backyard–fully alert, fully vocal. At the slightest sound, they began

forward. “Stefan?”

in place, too

called out behind him. He turned and

had gotten up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and, hearing noise outside, had stepped out–only to find exactly who

Henry said, completely

didn’t get it. But Stefan was used to that.

the rooster zone did Stefan finally speak, his voice laced with exasperation. “Whose idea was it,” he muttered, “to raise chickens

sent them over. Said they’re good for her health. But

of animals. If he ever thought a rooster had at soul,

clearly didn’t understand–but understanding didn’t matter. He paused, glancing sideways at

wind.

go back now,”

walk you,”

no need,” Stefan replied. “It’s late. Go get some sleep.”

wrapped his robe tighter and

indoors, the warmth hit like a wave. The room was over twenty degrees. After hours in the

Stefan was momentarily stunned by the explosion of pastel pink that

two,

placed a pale

tassels and embroidery, had been folded neatly and stored in the cabinet. Stefan

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everything so precisely

the room was now mismatched,

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