Chapter 70


    Chapter 70


    “Do you think she would still be willing to stay by my side?” Jason asked.


    Terrence was slightly surprised. “Do you want Miss Cummins to continue to apany you?”


    Since this was only a game, didn’t it mean that the game woulde to an end once Mr. Reed told


    Grace of his true identity?


    Or could it be that Mr. Reed’s feelings for her… had grown?


    Thinking of this, Terrence clutched the papers he held. “Mr. Reed, you…” He opened his mouth in the


    middle of the sentence, but his words suddenly stuck at the back of his throat.


    “What do you want to say? Speak!” Jason ordered.


    Terrence frowned. “Mr. Reed, have you fallen in love with Miss Cummins?” Terrence asked.


    So, that was why Mr. Reed had always been keen on this game and had secretly done so many things


    for this woman. It may have begun as a game, but it had morphed into something more. And if Mr.


    Reed was worrying about the future and whether or not Grace would be with him in it… then his


    feelings were


    strong.


    Jason drew in a deep breath.


    He had fallen in love? How could that be possible? No. That was not right. And Terrence was a fool for


    even suggesting it.


    How could he have fallen in love with any woman? Was it not enough to have his father as an


    example? He would never be so weak or desperate, so pathetic as to be at the mercy of some other


    person. At most, he liked Grace’spany. She was kind and uplicated. She kept her questions


    to herself and didn’t desire hispany for what she could gain. The woman was selfless and patient.


    Her presence gave him a sense offort.


    That’s all it was.


    “Don’t say this kind of thing in the future,” Jason said coldly.


    Terrence shivered and immediately replied, “Yes, sir.”


    Têxt ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Without another word, he bowed and left the office.


    The lights were intoxicating.


    Patrick Weiss looked curiously at Jason, who was sittingzily on the sofa. Jason had never liked to


    participate in these gatherings, but today, he had made an exception.


    He leaned over and asked, “Why did you want toe here?”


    He and Jason could be considered childhood ymates. They had been ssmates throughout middle


    school and high school.


    Of course, he knew that this good friend of his had always liked to keep quiet and did not particrly


    care for social events.


    In all fairness, most of the time Jason would be bombarded by businessmen seeking hispany or


    women vying for his attention with dor-signs in their eyes.


    Jason wasn’t a partier. He didn’t drink to excess. He wasn’t someone who cared about being seen at all


    the new, cool ces.


    “Seriously, bro. I invited you only out of habit. I didn’t think for a second that you’d actually show. What


    gives?”


    Jason sipped his drink. “Do I need a special reason toe out? Don’t you guys ask me all the time to


    join you?” Jason asked.


    Fair enough. But that was the point, really. They did ask Jason to hang out all the time, and he very


    seldom said yes. What changed his mind tonight?


    Jason’s answer made sense, but Patrick still felt it was a little


    strange.


    At this moment, a gorgeously dressed woman with exquisite makeup walked up to Jason and tried to


    start up a conversation


    with him.


    Patrick thought his good friend would definitely reject her, so it was very unexpected when Jason


    actually let the woman sit by


    his side.


    Patrick’s eyes almost popped out of his eye sockets, when Jason


    ordered her a drink.


    Why was he willing to let a woman get so close to him today? Had the sun… risen from the west this


    morning?!


    Patrick sensibly stepped away and turned to look at his other friend, Brian Hart.


    Brian was of a simr height but bulkier, and while Patrick was light-hearted, Brian gave Jason a run for


    the money in the serious department. Well, not with women. When it came to girls, Brian was never


    seen with the same one twice.


    Brian stood beside the bar, ying with a silver bracelet on his wrist. “Are you seeing this too?”


    Brianughed. “It appears our boy Jason is in quite a mood this evening.”


    That was one way to put it. “You think he’s turning a corner?”


    Patrick shrugged. This wasn’t typical behavior for Jason. On the contrary, if anyone was going to go


    home with random women, that’d be Brian. Brian’s dark eyes glittered as if he was d to see


    someone behaving the way he normally did.


    Brian spun the bracelet on his wrist. Once. Twice. Again.


    “What is with you and always wearing that silver bracelet?” As he spoke, Patrick reached out and tried


    to grab the silver band.


    Brian jerked his wrist away, avoiding Patrick’s hand. His eyes


    darkened as he said, “Don’t touch it.”


    Patrick titled his head and looked at the person in front of him. If Jason was cold, then Brian was pure


    ice.


    For as much as Brian partied and had flings with different women, he was detached. Sometimes, even


    when they were talking, it seemed like Brian wasn’t even in the conversation.


    Patrick had never seen a woman who could truly upy his


    heart.