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.

cares about the title, he just doesn't want

his bodyguards? Why can't they help him?" "Just please, help him.

choice but to

up and walked towards them. He could

met with one of the bodyguards. The bodyguard was the person

had saved

meet again." A

eyes met with an

you doing here?" Arlina asked straightaway, utterly

Mrs. Malfoy. You are also here too? I didn't see you." "You bas..." "Master Cleo! How are you doing?" Jeff immediately sat down

How are you?" Master Cleo answered

still awkwardly watching the exchange between the two of them.

more

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

back later, or don't ever come back." Jeff said this casually with

embarrassed and couldn't stand up for

aware that there were several eyes on them and standing would only hurt her pride which was

to save her face even though

to be useful.

her a single glance. "Master Cleo, I have a question for you but I can't really say it

Jeff. To save her own face, she must try another

just a glance from the boy stopped

Jeff said, scoffing

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

you succeed? What did he say?" Amelia asked