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.

Gloria's car, he did not seem to notice

the attention of both male and female

were all wondering what he was doing with a classy woman

eyes narrowed with contempt as he observed the scene unfolding

towards Jeff had only grown

ached from jealousy, which

who was using his intelligence to get

nothing that would

that oozed wealth and luxury. Even if Gloria's beauty wasn't noticed, the car became the center of

"Thanks for picking me up." "Don't mention it. I owe you one." The vehicle started up and drove smoothly, slicing through the busy

, building.

out. — Gloria was met with a flurry of

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

monitors, their screens displaying different angles of

his fingers dancing across the keyboard

Jeff's nimble fingers

uttered the words, her

looked at the screens, trying to find any footage

had unexplainably disappeared from the I system, caught

in his eye, Jeff meticulously restored the

not post the video yet?" "May I ask for your reasons?" "I'm giving him a chance to

owe you one. Thank you so much" Gloria expressed

I once more.

were on their ' way back to the

is happening?" Gloria inquired as she attempted to go backward but