The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

Chapter 93

1 advised you to be careful ‘Note: Elias Bodyguard will be named-EB for the time being.

("Where did you learn how to fight like that?" EB asked Jeff whose hands were in /" his pocket.

A frown crossed Jeff's face. "Is that why you called me here? Does your boss know you are here with me?" "Just answer my d*mn question and don't beat around the bush" EB snapped.

He had a cap on his head and a mask covering half of his face.

"I'm not entitled to answer your questions, am I?" Jeff smirked. "If you have nothing more to say, I will leave." ""Go back to Arty City if you don't want to be in danger" EB suddenly said, his tone laced with indifference. "That's the best advice I can give you."

bh ey, "And who are you to offer me advice like this?" Jeff smirked. "Relay this message I to your boss. Tell him to do what I told 1 him or he will regret it if I take action." ""Can't you just leave?!" EB gritted his I teeth in anger. "You will die if you keep I being hardheaded." Before Jeff could say a word, EB turned around and left.

Jeff stood there, wondering what EB meant. EB seemed to be talking about something other than Elias when he said those things.

Given that EB was unfamiliar with Jeff and had little knowledge of him, Jeff did not give it much thought. EB was hiding his face but those pair of eyes, Jeff had not seen before.

He went back to class.

Gloria made her way to the school gate to

ad TASER I pickup Jeff.

With a warm glow from the afternoon I sun, the school grounds were bustling with students heading in all directions.

With her eyes sweeping the crowd for any indication of Jeff, Gloria leaned against "her sleek, shiny car.

Spotting him in the distance, she smiled.

did not seem to notice

charm drew the attention of both male and

wondering what he was doing with a classy woman

stood leaning against a nearby tree, his eyes narrowed with contempt

had

ached from jealousy, which also sent unsettling ideas into his

surely a womanizer who was using his

nothing that would explain this

car was a sleek, black Mercedes- Benz that oozed wealth and luxury. Even if Gloria's beauty wasn't noticed, the

he exchanged a warm greeting with Gloria. "Thanks for picking me up." "Don't mention it. I owe you one." The vehicle started up and

, building.

the I two stepped out. — Gloria was met with a flurry of polite I bows and

was led into the CCTV room, a small room tucked away from

of monitors, their screens displaying

his fingers dancing across the keyboard

across the screen as Jeff's nimble fingers navigated through the intricate

surprising!" Gloria uttered the

to find any footage that seemed to have been I removed

clip, which had unexplainably disappeared from the

a glint in his eye, Jeff meticulously restored the deleted

video!" Gloria's eyes gleamed, her voice filled with excitement. "We can finally clear your name." "I have a favor to ask," Jeff said. "Can you not post the video yet?" "May I ask for your reasons?" "I'm giving him a chance to apologize" Jeff replied. He downloaded the video and sent a copy

problem. I owe you one. Thank you so

I once more.

their ' way back to the city. Amidst the road,

the world is happening?" Gloria inquired as she attempted to go backward but was already