Chapter 139: Chapter 139

Feeling the soft touch in his arms, Aidan Keaton’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his ears turned red in his confusion, and he hastily explained.

"Sorry, I just wanted to give you a hand... It wasn’t on purpose..."

Before he could finish his words, Damian Quinn had already walked over with long strides, extending his long arm and pulling the girl into his embrace.

"My little friend doesn’t need anyone else to help her."

The man’s tone was domineering and assertive, with an invisible oppressive aura that was quite frightening. While others might have been scared out of their wits by Damian Quinn, Aidan Keaton suppressed his inner fear and directly looked at Serena Everett pulled into Damian’s embrace.

As long as she showed any reluctance, he would help her, even if it offended Damian Quinn!

Damian noticed Aidan’s gaze falling on Serena, and a coldness swept over his handsome, charming face, the low pressure around him seething with murderous intent.

How dare he look at someone in his possession right in front of him, thinking he’s dead?

Trying to steal his treasure? Truly courting death!

Knowing his jealousy had flared up again, Serena obediently leaned against him, calmly saying to Aidan Keaton.

"Thanks for earlier, but next time it’s not necessary, I can avoid it myself."

With that said, she took his hand proactively, "Let’s go."

The fury surging within Damian was smoothed over by Serena’s few words. With a cold, sharp gaze, he sent a strong warning in Aidan Keaton’s direction and was then obediently led away by the girl.

Watching them leave hand in hand, the light in Aidan Keaton’s eyes dimmed completely.

"Little friend, are you very close with Aidan Keaton?"

Upon hearing this, Serena looked up at him, her tone quite nonchalant, "Not really."

Damian lowered his captivating peach blossom eyes to observe her, with dissatisfaction radiating from every part of Chase Sherman.

"If you’re not close, why does brother always see you together?"

Listening to the jealous tone in the man’s voice, Serena lightly pressed her tongue against a back molar, clicking softly.

She deliberately spoke slowly, "There’s some matters."

As expected, the air of dissatisfaction around Damian grew heavier.

What matters require always being together?

Serena mischievously bit her red lips, tilted her head innocently, and asked in a naive tone, "Why do you care so much? Are all older men ?"

Damian gritted his back teeth, a cold and evil glint in his eyes, clearly quite upset, yet unable to bring himself to get angry at her, could only be furious with himself.

He could change anything for the girl, except his age.

Recalling what Seth Sterling said earlier, the rage in Damian’s heart grew even deeper — "Master Damian, maybe this is karma for you. You stole from the Everett Family’s youngest, now the Keaton Family’s young master wants to steal from you, what goes around comes around..."

Seth was right; he had stolen the girl, and there was no guarantee she wouldn’t be stolen away in the future...

Damian’s captivating peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously, maybe he should just chase Aidan Keaton out of Imperia...

"Little friend, now you’re already disliking brother for being old..."

To stop him from saying these sarcastic words, there was only one solution.

Serena’s incredibly beautiful fox-like eyes blinked, and then her slender finger unexpectedly snatched his tie, forcing him to lower his head, and in the next second, she kissed him, silencing him.

Witnessing this through the rearview mirror, Chase Sherman was first shocked, then couldn’t help but silently give a thumbs up in his heart.

Miss Serena, you’re really something!

Feeling the soft touch on his lips, Damian also froze, then his large hand landed on her slender waist, pulling her onto his lap, deepening the kiss.

Serena was forced to sit on his lap, whimpering softly as her fair fingers pushed him away with effort.

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"Alright, brother won’t kiss anymore."

Knowing the girl was shy, Damian resisted bullying her further, burying his head in her neck, calming the heat she ignited in him, his large hands tightly holding her waist, as if wanting to meld her into his bones.

Chase Sherman watched in the rearview mirror, and a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Why do I have this imagery of Miss Serena and her little husband!

With this thought, Chase Sherman shivered in disgust, automatically raising the partition.

How could their Master Damian, the Reaper of The Imperia, someone feared by everyone, possibly be a little husband!

"Grandma, I’ll give you the last treatment with the needles in ten days, and then you can be discharged."

Serena withdrew the silver needles and raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat off her forehead. Giving two sets of treatments yesterday, and another today, had drained her both mentally and physically.

Hearing she could soon be discharged, Old Mrs. Quinn was evidently delighted, affectionately patting her hand, "Serena, thanks to you, I’m recovering so quickly! And after taking the prescription you gave, the angina I used to have now doesn’t hurt at all!"

Seeing Old Mrs. Quinn so happy, Serena’s tone became a bit gentler, "Grandma, if you take your medicine on time, and in ten days I give you the final needle treatment, you won’t suffer from angina anymore."

"Good, good, good!" Old Mrs. Quinn quickly nodded obediently in agreement, "Serena, Grandma always listens to you!"

Seeing Old Mrs. Quinn being so obedient, Chase Sherman standing beside her was very shocked. When did Old Mrs. Quinn ever listen ? It seemed Miss Serena not only had control over Master Damian but also had a strong hold over the old lady!

With this thought, Chase Sherman’s eyes suddenly brightened. In that case, as long as he pleased Miss Serena, he wouldn’t have to be shipped off to Africa!

"Serena, what’s that on your lips..."

Halfway through speaking, Old Mrs. Quinn suddenly realized, she affectionately looked at Serena, covering her mouth as she laughed secretly.

"It’s nothing, nothing, Grandma understands! Grandma was young once too, knows you young lovers can’t always control yourselves during your passionate moments!"

Even though this time Damian was already quite restrained, Old Mrs. Quinn still noticed something amiss.

Hearing these words, Serena’s ears instantly burned. After coaxing Old Mrs. Quinn to sleep, as she walked out of the ward, she was immediately embraced by the man.

"Thank you, my little friend."

Seeing the girl with an unmistakable exhaustion in her eyes, Damian fondly pulled her into his arms, his fine-boned, artlike hands gently stroking her waist.

"It’s nothing, I’ll be fine after a rest." Serena leaned against his shoulder, speaking softly, "Grandma’s health is the most important."

How could my little girl be so well-behaved...