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.

in his eyes. Not that he cares about the title, he just

please,

no choice

and walked towards them. He could clearly see that Arlina was making the Old

one of the bodyguards. The bodyguard was the

had saved

Cleo. We meet again." A voice interrupted Arlina. She

and her eyes met with an annoying pair of blue

Arlina asked straightaway, utterly shocked

see you." "You bas..." "Master Cleo! How are you doing?"

are you?" Master Cleo answered with a smile on his lips

still awkwardly watching the exchange between the

shocked, more than

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

ever come back." Jeff said this casually

and couldn't

were several eyes on them and standing would only hurt her pride which was a huge

still talking with Master Cleo" She tried to save her face even though he knew it was

to be useful.

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 was too much. Jeff was going too

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

a glance from the boy

to slap me?" Jeff said, scoffing with no care in the

Arlina's breath came out in jagged huffs as she stomped away. That

succeed? What did he say?" Amelia asked her boss, seeing her walking