To Be Yours Again By Taylor Chapter 134


    Chapter 134 Thank Goodness You’re a Guy


    At Alec’s words, Max shrugged nonchntly. He said gleefully, “I can’t afford to fool around with


    Christopher Spade.”


    “You, Pearson? Afraid of someone?” Alec was surprised, as if he had stumbled upon something rare.


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    Max wagged his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest. “Fine. I admit that it’s not because I’m


    afraid of him. I just think that anyone, no matter who, will get on your nerves if they pursue Jenny. Since


    that’s the case, why should I stir up trouble?” He had already seen through Alec, especially when it


    came


    to Jenny.


    Alec looked at him frostily and turned to leave. He feared that if they kept arguing, he would be unable


    to resist throwing a few punches.


    Max smiled even more when he saw his reaction. “What? Are you angry?”


    Alec said nothing and walked toward his car.


    Max tagged along, saying, “Jenny probably didn’t tell you that she’s already agreed to work with me to


    take down the Dickmans. Not long from now, the Dickmans are going to disappear off the face of


    Parrington. I’m curious. Will you help your little lover?”


    When Alec heard this, his eyebrows furrowed, but he said nothing.


    “Leaving so soon? Let’s at least talk for a bit.” Max kept pestering him. He really wanted to know what


    Alec was thinking.


    Finally, Alec stopped like Max wanted and turned to look at him. “Thank goodness you’re a guy, or I’d


    think that you liked me from how much you care about me.”


    Max was rendered speechless. He had had a big breakfast, and Alec’s words made him want to puke.


    He looked at Alec in disdain and said, “I’m not like you. I’m straight.”


    “You better be.” Alec scoffed and got into his car.


    Max watched the car leave. The smile on his face was immediately wiped away, and he turned grim.


    Alec had not said whether he would help the Dickmans, meaning there was always a possibility of him


    helping them.


    If Alec helped the Dickmans, Max and Gilbert might not take them down. He thought about it for a while


    and finally called Gilbert. It would serve as a reminder in case things went awry.


    In the car, Alec looked solemn. He was already in a bad mood, so it was only getting worse.


    “Mr. Faust, should we give the Dickmans a heads up?” The Dickmans and the Fausts were on good


    terms. Not only that, they coborated frequently. If the Dickmans were to fall, the Fausts would be


    affected as


    well.


    Alec looked up at Vincent, who was driving. “What heads up?”


    “About Mr. Pearson…”


    “I know nothing about it. Do you?” Alec looked at him, his gaze icy.


    Vincent’s back turned cold. He understood immediately. “I don’t. I know nothing at all.”


    “Good.” Alec nodded, satisfied with his answer.


    The car moved along steadily. Vincent was on an emotional rollercoaster. It was a good thing that he


    had


    been by Alec’s side for many years, or else he would not have been able to recover so quickly.


    Assisting Alec was tough, like walking on eggshells. Vincent felt this greatly.


    As for the Dickmans, he could only send them his thoughts and prayers.


    The car soon arrived at Faust Mansion. Alec got down the car. But as he walked, he suddenly turned to


    Vincent and said, “The Spades have been in Parrington for a long time. Is Bardoff City doing just as


    well even without them?”


    “The Spades are basically controlled by Christopher. No one else dares to challenge him, so it’s


    stable,” Vincent answered.


    “Stable?” That’s not a good thing,” Alec said.


    “What do you mean?” Vincent wasn’t stupid. He had a vague guess.


    “Let them fight amongst themselves. How can someone from Bardoff City stay in Parrington for so


    long?” Alec had already gone into Faust Mansion, disappearing from Vincent’s line of sight.