Bryce was chatting away like a Gatling gun, and every time Estre tried to get a word in, he shut her


    down with another rapid-fire sentence.


    Jason cracked his neck and said with a menacing tone, “Bryce, how you want to end your life, you


    pick.”


    Bryce looked like he’d just taken a plunge into an ice-coldke, forcing a smile at Jason before turning


    to Estre and saying, “Estre, I’m sure Jason had his reasons, probably thought you’d turn your nose


    up at that pink diamond, so he gave it to Serene.”


    “And that ne? Ugh, it’s not even pretty, nor does it scream ‘ssy.’ How could it ever be worthy of


    my E.” He then nced back at Jason and added, “Right, Jason?”


    Jason stepped closer, eyeing the breakfast Bryce brought with a smirk, “Nice try, champ. You should


    win an award for flipping sides so fast.”


    Bryce chuckled awkwardly, then clutched the breakfast like it was the crown jewels, “E’s got a


    sensitive stomach, and this grub’s specially for her. Back off, big guy.”


    Jason felt a twinge of jealousy at Bryce’s doting on Estre.


    Bryce continued, “Remember when she was on that business trip to Silverbrook? I was by her side in


    the hospital for days.”


    Bryce was two months younger than Estre; they’d been ssmates since kindergarten. He’d


    followed her around like a little puppy, and to him, Estre could do no wrong.


    Jason’s mood soured at Bryce’s repeated “my E,” and he remarked, “Your E?”


    Bryce quickly corrected himself, “Yours, I mean. She’s yours, bro.”


    Estre crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, chiming in, “We’re all family here. Does it really


    matter?”


    “Right, E has a point.” Bryce echoed.


    Jason’s expression darkened just as Jesse suddenly joined them, “Estre, you up yet?”


    Upon reaching the doorway and seeing Jason, Jesse’s face also darkened, and she gave Jason a


    once-over, “Oh? Jason’s here too.”


    When Bryce caught Jesse’s arrival, he shot Estre a knowing look and quickly shoved the breakfast


    into her arms, “Estre, Jesse and I got stuff to do. Don’t forget to eat, okay? We’ll wait for you


    downstairs.”


    With that, Bryce dragged Jesse out the door, hurrying as if one second’s dy would have Jason


    ying his skin..


    ‘he


    Jason chuckled coldly. So this was how Bryce had been ‘helping’ him, encouraging


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    Estre to divorce him. It seemed Bryce didn’t want to stick around Ravenwood any


    longer.


    Estre, holding the breakfast with one hand and yawning with the other, watched as Jason grabbed


    his phone to call Drew. Suddenly, she snatched the phone from his grasp. “You nning to ship him off


    to that school project again? Did he nder you, or spread rumors about you? So you can do whatever


    you want, but nobody else can speak up?”


    She tossed his phone onto the cab and said, “Jason, if you dare send Bryce to that hellhole, you


    can forget about ever seeing Serene again.”


    If Bryce could see Estre standing up for him, he’d be moved to tears.


    Jason pinched Estre’s chin, “So, everyone’s more important to you than me?”


    He recalled how she’d gone to the mat for Jesse with the Lamonts, and now she was squaring off with


    him for Bryce. But it seemed she never lifted a finger for him, not since they’d been married.


    At Jason’s words, Estreughed and eyed the breakfast, “Can you bring me breakfast every day?


    Can you knock on my door in the middle of the night to make me a snack? Can you apany me to


    the hospital for shots? Or evene from miles away just to check on me? Or be there when I need


    you? Stop fussing about the sweet things I do to others when you don’t see the life-saving help they


    give to me.”


    What could Jasonpare to the bond she shared with Bryce and Jesse? Was it their marriage


    certificate? Maybe he should consider whether he had fulfilled his duties as a husband.


    Sarcastically smiling, Estre went to freshen up in the washroom.


    When they returned to the room, Estre sat down at the table, and Jason pulled up a chair beside her.


    Seeing this, Estre pulled the breakfast toward herself, “I’m not big on sharing. I prefer to have my


    cake and eat it too.”


    Jason looked up, sensing a double meaning in her words. Rolling up his sleeves, he said, “Still holding


    a grudge about yesterday?”


    Estre looked up, “Trying to make amends? If that’s the case, let me teach you how-”


    Before she could finish, Jason stood up, grabbed his jacket, and left. He was sure Estre was about to


    make some outrageous demands, and he wasn’t about to start his day with that sort of aggravation.


    As Jason left, Estre called out, “Jason, don’t go. I haven’t even taught you sweet-talk me yet. You’re


    not going to try?”


    how to


    The door closed behind him, leaving Estre alone in the room. She shoved the rest of her breakfast


    into her mouth, smiling to herself. Giving Jason a hard time had be.


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    After Jason’s departure, Estre cleaned up the table, changed her shoes, and went


    downstairs to meet up with Bryce and Jesse.


    As she descended, Bryce hurried over, “Estre, is Jason really gonna send me to that school project


    again?”


    “If he dares to try that again, I’ll make sure his girl ends up somewhere she won’t like,” Estre


    threatened with a smirk.


    Jesse expressed her admiration, “Sacrificing your own for Bryce, you’re ruthless, Estre.”


    Moved by hermitment, Bryce was nearly in tears, “Estre, you don’t have to do this, even if


    Jason…”


    Estre was speechless, and with a yful shove, she nudged Bryce’s forehead. “What


    are you


    two even thinking about? Since when am I his girl? I couldn’t even write myself into that script, so you


    two better save it.”


    Bryce conceded with a smirk, “Fair point. You and him as a couple? Please, he’s not worthy.”


    Meanwhile, Jason was in the middle of an early-morning meeting when he suddenly sneezed for no


    apparent reason.


    After hanging out with Bryce and Jesse for a bit, Estre was called by Logan to join a meeting, so off


    she went to tackle her busy schedule. It was only at dinner time that Estre finally managed to catch a


    break. However, the sight of Jason among the dinner guests made the meal in front of her lose all its


    appeal.


    Of all the people she could have had an awkward meal with, it had to be Jason. She would much rather


    go out with Jesse and Bryce.


    “Estre,” Serene greeted her with a wide smile as she entered the private dining room for


    thirty.


    “Hey,” Estre replied nonchntly, grateful that Bryce hadn’t been shipped off to some Hope School


    project thanks to her.


    you sit


    Serene was quick to act, pulling out a chair next to Jason, “Estre, why don’t yo here?”


    It seemed as if Serene was offering her seat next to Jason to Estre.


    Estre scoffed, “I don’t think I’m high-profile enough to sit next to him.” Without further ado, she pulled


    out a chair next to Arden and seated herself.


    In the private room, the other guests were curious. Just who exactly was this Ms. Estre from Justice


    Guardians LLP? Why was Jason’s assistant pampering her? And it seemed this Ms. Estre had even


    clinched a deal with Nelson International’s legal affairs. The most puzzling part, she wasn’t even


    showing the slightest respect to the assistant.


    Logan, sensing the tension, whispered a word of caution, “Estre, Mr. Jason is a major client. We


    can’t afford to rub him the wrong way.”