him, calling out again for the ‘lover’.


    After checking under the bed and in the bathroom, Estre finally opened the closet, then closed it.


    “Well, Jason, what now?”


    Every nook and cranny was searched, and still nothing found.


    Jason stared at Estre for a long moment, then slowly approached the bed. His gaze settled on the


    neatly made bed, finally resting on something at the foot.


    Estre watched him, expecting some sort of exnation. After a long stare, just as Jason was about


    to leave, he paused. Bending down, he picked up a short hair from the foot of the bed.


    Estre imed it was hers with cool confidence.


    Jason, skeptical, moved towards the wardrobe, pushed Estre aside, and opened it. Atop the


    wardrobe, Bryce froze, watching Jason like a statue.


    When Jason saw someone in the closet, it was like a bucket of ice water had been dumped on him. But


    upon realizing it was Bryce, he breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how reckless Estre might be, she


    wouldn’t be involved with Bryce. And Bryce wouldn’t dare cross that line with Estre.


    The two looked at each other, and finally, it was Bryce who spoke first. He called out, “Hi.”


    Jason, cool as ice, stuffed his hands into his jeans pockets and tossed out a casual ultimatum, “You


    coming down on your own, or should I help you make the trip?”


    “I’lle down myself, okay?” Bryce hurriedly surrendered. He knew better than to provoke Jason’s


    assistance; it wouldn’t end well for him.


    Momentster, they regrouped in the living room, where Bryce had turned sheepish. “Jason, I was just


    being a jerk and intentionally teasing you earlier.”


    At the entrance, Drew’s jaw was practically on the floor. “Bryce, weren’t you out building schools?” he


    blurted out, visibly shocked. What Drew hadn’t expected was that Estre’s house was indeed


    harboring a man..


    “Just couldn’t adjust to the new ce, so I came back to rest a bit,” Bryce exined away.


    Jason lounged on the couch, a picture of ease, his legs sprawled out before him. He leaned forward,


    resting his elbows on his knees as he fixed Bryce with a calm,


    prating gaze. “What do you have to make me believe that you were just being a jerk and nothing


    happened between you and her?”


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    Jason had heard a man’s voice on Estre’s phone, but he hadn’t really gone after her. His entire focus


    was on hunting down that mystery man and putting an end to him.


    As Bryce listened to Jason’s questioning, his voice immediately raised, “Look, bro, Estre’s a tough


    cookie that only you dare to bite into. She’s so fierce, I go limp just looking at her. How could anything


    happen between us?”


    As he spoke, Bryce raised his hands as if taking an oath, “Man, I swear, there’s nothing shady going on


    between Estre and me. I promise.” Whether that would change in the future, he couldn’t say.


    Feelings and thoughts are like rivers, always flowing.


    Bryce threw Estre under the bus without a second thought, even went so far as to say she was such


    a tough nut to crack that he couldn’t get it up around her. Estre’s face soured like she’d bitten into a


    lemon, and she kicked Bryce several times in response, “Bryce, you ungrateful mutt, what the hell kind


    of talk is that?” And with that, she sent a few more fierce kicks his way.


    Jason wasn’t too pleased with the conversation himself, and with a cold tone, he asked Estre, “So,


    you want him to get excited over you?”


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    Estre, fuming, gave Bryce another kick and turned to Jason with an exasperated look, “Do what you


    gotta do to him.”


    “Hey, we’re supposed to be in this together. Why are you kicking me?” Bryce dodged another kick from


    Estre and turned back to Jason, “Bro, seriously, there’s nothing going on. Besides, if there were, we


    would’ve been an item already.”


    At the doorway, Drew looked on with sympathy, thinking Bryce was nning on bing a permanent


    outcast from Ravenwood.


    Jason just gave them an icy nce, and Bryce pped himself in the face, “I’ve got a loose tongue, I


    admit it. But, bro, please, no more talk of sending me to work on some school project. That ce is a


    nightmare.”


    “How could Thomas stay there?” Jason retorted.


    Bryce quickly added, “Thomas has alreadye back.”


    With an amused snort, Jason turned to Drew, who was already dialing to start an investigation.


    Sympathy still evident, Drew said to Bryce, “Bryce, I don’t think anyone can save you now. You’ve


    spilled the beans pretty thoroughly.”


    With a look of innocence, Bryce turned to Jason, who smirked and said, “So, you want to y house?


    Have a bit of heavenly fun?”


    “Bro, it’s just me running my mouth, I was just trying to stick up for my E after you took