The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

Chapter 51 Saved An Old Man

Saved an Old Man "I was really lost for words when I got there" Elias, his eyes full of rage, slammed his hand against the table. "I was expecting to have dinner with Professor Sean alone, but to my surprise, he invited Jeff and a bunch of idiots." "It seems like Professor Paul really likes Jeff," Shane remarked. "He already introduced him to his favorite students." "Is that what I'm talking about?" Elias rolled his eyes. "Seems like Professor Sean forgot that I was a member of the Malfoy family." A scoff escaped his lips.

Elias accepted Professor Sean's invitation to a meal, but hedid not I

anticipate eating with Jeff and his fellow classmates.

He was filled with deep sadness and rage upon learning that Jeff had passed the Admission test with perfect scores.

A boy even achieved the exact same point that he did two years prior.

Elias really thought Professor Sean was going to say something else.

"Don't use your family just..." "Shane, you seem to be speaking more erratically lately. You know what I can do when I'm pissed off!" He stood up from his seat ready to dash away, his voice thick with indinuation. "Watch your tongue and we will have no problem." As Jeff left, Shane stared at his back, the air crackling with tension as his

jaw tightened. "Arrogant Jerk" he muttered furiously under his breath.

As the red sports car sped through the winding road, the wind whipped through Jeff's hair, while Chris skillfully maneuvered the sleek vehicle.

"I told you not to bring this car," Jeff said, dipping his hand into his bag. He produced a nose cover and used it gingerly.

"T just had to" Chris chuckled. "Don't you see the surprised look on your friends' faces?" "They are not my friends" Jeff answered seriously. The only reason they were reaching out to him was that

he passed both the college entrance exam and the admission test with full marks. _ "I informed Old Master Malfoy that you would be studying under Professor Sean," Chris uttered. "He wanted to see you. Young Master, you have not been to the Malfoy Mansion since you came here." Jeff casually brushed it off, he didn't want to talk about it. After his most recent meal with the entire family member, he truly did not feel like a Malfoy. His Father didn't seem too pleased to see him and everyone else thought he would stain the Malfoy Family.

to learn that his mother and Duane

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car rounded a bend, Chris noticed a small crowd forming up

Chris furrowed his brows, his foot easing off the accelerator and he

called through the

the scene, Chris remarked, "1 think some old man collapsed on the road." Jeff, hearing this suddenly looked

Jeff jogged towards the scene, his senses sharpened. It didn't take long for him to spot a cluster of worried individuals surrounding something in the

Jeff finally saw the reason for

on his back, motionless, his face ashen and his eyes shut tight. The onlookers whispered in hushed tones, unsure

on his forehead. He felt the frailty of the man's body and the warmth of his feverish skin. Concern etched deep lines on Jeff's' face

urgency of the situation.

he ) shouted, his voice

suddenly dashed towards his car to get his bag. "Young Master Jeff! Is

through his bag. He brought out a silver acupuncture needle. "I will be back ina minute." When Jeff returned to the scene, a young woman was sobbing uncontrollably

they are related"

got injured. It's hectic!" "Hello," Jeff said hurriedly, bending down to reexamine the Old Man. "Are you his

you a

responding. He pulled the old man's hand, rubbing it a

you are doing?" The young woman yelled. "If you are not a doctor,

arrives if I do not do something now." ""And what are you going to do with this needle? Who the hell uses acupuncture needles

just pulling a prank." "If you do not want me to touch him, I won't, but if I do not do anything, the 0ld Man will die," Jeff said

he

kicked in when he saw the Old Man. It wasn't because he wanted them