Chapter 857
Chapter 857
After a moment’s reflection, Jimmy couldn’t help but curse, “If you have the guts, let’s fight!”
“I’m afraid you’ll cry and run to your mommy,” Landon replied with a serious tone.
“Hey…” Jimmy dragged his words, threw down what he was holding, rolled up his sleeves, sharpened
his knives, and strode towards Landon. “I’ve got a short fuse, and today I’ll make sure to knock you to
the ground. You’ll be searching for your teeth on the floor.”
At that moment, a mocking voice came from behind, “Oh, I smell the scent of beef from afar. Looks like
we’re in for a treat today.”
Hearing this, everyone turned around.
They saw Christopher with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigar between his fingers.
He moved leisurely andzily, exuding an undeniable aura of intimidation.
He wore a striped shirt, his hair meticulously styled with pomade, giving off a touch of refined and
rebellious elegance. The corners of his eyes curved with a hint of a smile, and beneath his carefree
demeanor hid a hidden fierceness.
When Rachel caught sight of Christopher, her gaze flickered ever so slightly.
Jimmy raised an eyebrow slightly, a smirk ying at the corner of his lips. “You’re finally willing to leave
your pathetic territory.”
“I don’t like the way you put it,” Christopher walked over, then pulled a wicker chair and greeted Rachel
before plopping down on it. “That ce was built through years of my battles. How can you call it a
pathetic territory?”
“Judging by your words, it seems you have developed strong feelings for that ce. Are you reluctant
to leave?”
“You are not me. How could you know what brings me joy?”
The group of men continued their conversation intermittently while Rachel quietly enjoyed her skewers.
Suddenly, her phone rang, and it was a call from Mary.
“I’ll take this call,” Rachel said to David before picking up her phone and getting up.
She walked to a shaded area in the garden and slid her finger across the screen to answer the call
As soon as the call was answered, Mary’s voice came through, “Rae-Rae, I’ve already made all the
arrangements over there. When are we leaving?”
Rachel extended her slender fingers and casually yed with the tender shoots of the green nts.
After a moment of contemtion, she replied calmly, “Within a week.”
“Alright, I’ll book the flight tickets now.”
After hanging up the call, Rachel looked at David, who was engaged in casual conversation with the
others in the distance.
David seemed to sense something, and his gazes turned towards Rachel. Then, David decisively got
up and walked towards
her without hesitation.
The remaining three men noticed the situation and wore intriguing smiles on their faces in unison.
“Didn’t the 101 Institute project get abandoned? Why is it being restarted now?” Christopher suddenly
spoke up.
Landon yed with a lighter in his hand, and his fingertip brushed against the gears. He watched as a
blue me flickered and burned, casually remarking, “His thoughts have always been the most difficult
to guess.”
“Landon, you’re being too modest with your words,” Christopher said, crossing his legs and slouching
in the wicker chair. His eyes flickered with a mysterious expression, and he spoke with profound
meaning, “Your thoughts have always been the most delicate. Even if you can’t guess it right, you can
still grasp some clues.”
Landon smiled, lips curling slightly. “If that’s the case, then I have disappointed your expectations.”
As the three of them chatted, David had already reached Rachel’s side.
He reached out and hooked his arm around Rachel’s slender waist, pulling her: his embrace. Bending
down, he gently ced a soft kiss on her lips.
In fact, from the moment they met, he had wanted to kiss her. But with others present and Rachel’s shy
personality, he had forcibly restrained himself.
“Why don’t
youe over?” he murmured, his gaze fixed on Rachel.
Rachel looked at him, her clear apricot eyes filled with an unintentional tenderness. “It’s time to go back
to thepany.”
David furrowed his brow imperceptibly. “Will youe back and spend the evening with me?”
In that brief sentence, David sounded like a secluded young woman who longed forpany, eagerly
anticipating being with her beloved day after day.
With this in mind, Rachel’s eyes curved as she smiled.
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Seeing the smile at the corner of her eyes, David’s slightly furrowed brow rxed a bit. His gaze
couldn’t help but be indulgent and doting, and his low, cold voice softened, tinged with a hint of
coaxing, “What are you thinking? You’re smiling so happily.”
“Nothing,” Rachel replied, tiptoeing to nt a kiss on his jawline. “I’ll go now.”
With that, she turned around and left.
As he watched Rachel’s figure receding and nced at the sky, a trace of unwitting mncholy
appeared on David’s face.
Indeed, it had been a long day.
At night, Rachel walked out of the bathroom with her long wet hair. She casually wiped her hair and
applied skincare in front of the makeup mirror.
Her phone kept vibrating with voice messages. They were from Mary.
She opened a voice message and heard Mary’s voice, “Rae-Rae, I have a question I’d like to ask you.
Should I bring it up or
not?”
She yed the first voice message, and the rest were automatically yed.
As Rachel was busy with her skincare routine, it was inconvenient for her to hold the phone to her ear.
Instead, she opted to y the voice message on the speaker.
So, Mary’s voice message continued to y on the speaker.
However, just as Mary mentioned the ‘question’ she wanted to ask, David entered the room holding a
ss of milk.
In the quiet and spacious bedroom, the sound of a woman’s voice could be faintly heard.
“I just wanted to ask, when you’re with David, is it you who takes the initiative or him? Do you use any
protection? Does David wear a condom?”
As footsteps approached from behind, Rachel frantically tried to pause the message. However, her
fingers were slightly unresponsive due to the moisturizer on her hands, and she ended up tapping the
screen multiple times.
As a result, instead of stopping, the voice message started ying again due to her repeated tapping.
Thus, Mary’s voice, apanied by faint static, echoed once more in the quiet bedroom.
Rachel’s spine stiffened. She wished she could immediately find a hole to hide from this awkward
situation.
David walked over and ced the ss of milk by her side. He then ced a hand on her slender
shoulder.
The warm palm pressed against Rachel’s slightly cool skin, causing her whole body to tremble faintly.
David leaned down slowly, looking at her through the mirror, a barely perceptible smile ying at the
corner of his lips. “So, you’ve been privately discussing these things, huh?”
Rachel lowered her gaze, afraid to meet his eyes. She silently continued with her skincare routine as if
she hadn’t heard his words.
But David clearly had no intention of letting her get away with trying to evade the question. His hand
moved from her hair and rested on her jaw, his lips grazing her temple. “Why aren’t you speaking?
Hm?”
His voice trailed off slightly, like a fine hook, teasing and tickling at the edge of her heart.
Rachel’s long eyshes trembled slightly, like a frightened butterfly ready to spread its wings and fly at
any time.
How should she answer this question?
“I’m sleepy. I’m going to sleep first.” With that, Rachel quickly got up
and left.
Observing her retreating figure, David couldn’t help but have a brighter smile on his lips. He picked up
the ss of milk from the vanity table and followed her with measured steps, not hurried nor slow.