The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

Chapter 86

Even if it means getting rid of that person *Some minutes ago* "Is Blade not coming anymore?" Jeff asked Professor Paul. "It would be a waste if I did not see him; I came here to meet him." "Don't worry, he will be here" Professor Paul replied. "But don't call him Blade." "I don't know his name. What should I call him?" "Don't worry, you will find out soon" Professor Paul answered, a hint of playfulness shining in his eyes.

After some moments, the ballroom's grand door was flung open, revealing a short old man and five men cladded in

suits walking into the ballroom.

"He's still the same as usual. Always coming in a grand manner" Professor Paul chuckled and faced Jeff. "That is Blade" he whispered. "But don't call him Blade here, he's Master Cleo." A hint of surprise flashed in Jeff's eyes seeing the old Man he had seen back in the gambling boxing site. The only different thing was that he's wearing a suit now while last time, he only wore a white shabby robe.

Jeff didn't inquire further about Master Cleo's appearance because he saw that he was more popular and the way people whispered among themselves shows that he's not just 'Blade' he met some weeks ago.

It wasn't up to a minute since Master Cleo sat down when Jeff saw Arlina

walking towards the Old Man. He turned to Professor Paul to ask if Arlina knew Master Cleo.

"Oh shit" Professor Paul cursed even before Jeff could ask. "This woman is really getting on my nerves." "What's wrong?" Jeff asked, seeing the expression plastered on Professor Paul's face.

"She's going to try to persuade Master Cleo" Professor Paul replied, his eyes fixed on Arlina with contempt in his eyes. "And I don't think Master Cleo will be able to stand this." "What do you mean?" Jeff asked.

"There's really something going on with Master Cleo which I can't talk about right now but I need your help, Jeff" Professor Paul said hurriedly, his

hands nervously tapping on the table.

""Can you please go to Master Cleo's table for me? I'd that conceited womari say words she shouldn't say, Master Cleo, might end with a panic attack." Jeff didn't want to ask about Master Cleo's personal life but he didn't want to interrupt his meeting with Arlina also.

He glanced at Master Cleo and saw his nervous expression. Even though he was trying to hide it, Jeff knew something was wrong with him.

his eyes. Not that he cares about the title, he just doesn't want anything to

"Just please, help him. You also need his help too" Professor

choice

them. He could clearly see that Arlina

bodyguards. The bodyguard was the person

Swinton had

again." A voice interrupted

eyes met with an annoying pair

asked straightaway, utterly shocked to see her

you." "You bas..." "Master Cleo! How are you doing?" Jeff immediately sat down beside Master Cleo, a small smile etched on his

Cleo answered with a smile on his lips

the exchange

more

"Mrs. Malfoy. Do you still have something to say?" Jeff glanced

come back." Jeff said this casually

felt humiliated and embarrassed and couldn't

were several eyes on them and standing would only

go back! I'm still talking with Master Cleo" She tried to save her face even though he knew it

to be useful.

he seemed to be glad I'm here" Jeff answered, not sparing her a single glance. "Master Cleo, I have a question for you but I can't really say it in front of this stranger." Arlina hissed. This was probably the first time she would see someone saying stuff like this with no expression on their face but this

stood up and raised her hand to slap Jeff. To save her own face, she

glance from the boy stopped

me?" Jeff said, scoffing with no care in

Slap me and see what I will do." Arlina's breath came out in jagged huffs as she stomped away. That damn

succeed? What did he say?" Amelia