Chapter 156: Chapter 156

Seth Sterling was still sending messages over, [Damian, it seems that your attempt to steal her away didn’t succeed...]

The next second, Seth Sterling was blocked.

Staring at the red exclamation mark, Seth Sterling was dumbfounded, then muttered curses under his breath while putting away the phone.

Damian really can’t handle losing!

Damian Quinn had a quiet and obedient young lady nestled in his arms, the resentment in his heart grew deeper, and his hand tightened around her waist, his warm breath completely spilling over her ear.

"Little one, don’t you have anything to say to your brother?"

Serena looked at him quizzically, honestly shaking her head, "Nope."

Damian Quinn’s brow furrowed even tighter, his expression becoming more serious, "Little one, you’re not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Serena found it even stranger, responding to him with a casual tone.

Damian Quinn grew more furious, his large hand clenched, his long and deep peach blossom eyes swirling with anger.

Seth Sterling was right; only if you don’t care or love will you not get angry or jealous.

Whenever other men approached her, he would get jealous, but the young lady wouldn’t get jealous at all; she simply doesn’t care about him!

Moreover, she never agreed to break off her engagement with that lousy fiancé until he persistently pursued her, which finally made the young lady agree to the breakup!

The more Damian Quinn thought about it, the more irritated he felt, unable to control his violent emotions, his grip on her waist tightening further.

Serena didn’t notice his abnormality, as she replied to messages from her family; Niall Everett and Ian Everett would send her 99+ messages a day, so her responses to them were quite perfunctory, always replying to them with the emojis they sent her.

Damian Quinn lowered his head and saw her chatting with Ian Everett, replying with some emojis like [Miss you] [Hug you], his face growing colder, unable to control the emotions swirling within him.

His slender, jade-like fingers lifted her chin, then kissed her roughly.

Serena didn’t even react as her breath was taken away, lips and teeth tangled fiercely until Serena couldn’t take it anymore and the man finally let go of her.

After a while, Serena finally recovered from the rough kiss, tightly pressing her slightly swollen red lips, frowning angrily at him.

Damian Quinn buried his head in her neck, his tone sad and disappointed, "Baby, do you not like me? Are you still thinking about your former fiancé?!"

He made her lips swell, and now he’s the one feeling wronged?

The man’s grinding voice sounded again.

"Serena, even if you’re thinking about that lousy fiancé of yours, it’s no use; you’re mine!"

As soon as the fierce words fell, he nuzzled into her neck, acting like a spoiled little husband.

"Little one, don’t abandon me!"

Serena was originally a bit angry, but now she had no temper left because of his antics; her pale fingers helplessly pinched her brow.

"Did Seth Sterling say something to you again?"

"Yes." Damian Quinn nodded, those captivating peach blossom eyes tightly fixed on her, "He said I took you to meet Crystal Joyce, and you weren’t angry or jealous at all; that means you don’t care about me."

Hah, she knew Seth Sterling was spouting nonsense again!

Serena pressed her tongue against her back teeth, touched the slightly swollen red lips, and made a mental note about Seth Sterling.

Damian Quinn’s slender, jade-like fingers caressed the young girl’s red lips tenderly, "Serena, my relationship with Crystal Joyce is absolutely not what the rumors say."

Even though the young lady doesn’t care, he still wanted to explain clearly, not allowing any possible misunderstandings. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI~Fire.net

Damian Quinn spoke in a deep voice, "The Joyce Family once had a favor with the Quinn Family, so when her parents passed away, I promised to take care of her. That’s the extent of our relationship."

Before this, he and Crystal Joyce never had any interactions, not to mention being childhood friends.

No idea which audacious thing spread these rumors, if he finds them, he certainly won’t let them off.

Serena Everett’s pale arms wrapped around his neck, softly speaking, "Because I trust you, that’s why I’m not jealous or angry."

Damian Quinn’s violent emotions instantly vanished completely, his attractive and sexy thin lips curved with pleasure, his deep and magnetic voice both alluring and teasing.

"My little one trusts brother so much?"

This man started to flirt again!

Serena helplessly curled her red lips, ignoring him.

Damian Quinn’s voice lazily chuckled, leaning close to the young girl, his eyes and brows filled with seductive laughter, just about to kiss the red lips he longed for when Serena pushed him away without hesitation, speaking expressionlessly.

"You’ve made my lips swell again; you’re not allowed to kiss me for the next few months."

Damian Quinn attempted to struggle, but Serena’s extremely beautiful fox eyes glanced at him coldly, "Speak again and we won’t meet for the next few months."

"Hah..." Damian Quinn helplessly sighed, but obediently closed his mouth.

The young lady really knows how to punish!

All this is Seth Sterling’s foolish fault!

Damian Quinn’s captivating peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously; clearly, someone is about to have a hard time.

Seth Sterling sneezed repeatedly, puzzledly scratching his head.

"Hah, who’s talking about me again?"

The Netherworld Syndicate: [Alliance Hierarch, we haven’t found any force using a star pattern as their symbol...]

Serena looked at the message from The Netherworld Syndicate on her phone, her brow furrowing, falling into thought.

Could her calculations be wrong? That star pattern isn’t a symbol of a force but represents some other indication?

Serena’s expression became serious, for The Netherworld Syndicate to not find anything meant that mysterious organization is quite skilled, not an easy opponent!

[Continue the investigation, inform me immediately with any useful information!]

Netherworld Syndicate responded quickly, [Yes, Alliance Hierarch.]

Netherworld Syndicate: [By the way, Alliance Hierarch, the Vice Alliance Hierarch will be returning in a while, won’t you be back?]

Netherworld Syndicate: [Alliance Hierarch, it’s been a long time since you’ve returned; we miss you, and when the Vice Alliance Hierarch completes the mission and comes back, they’ll be disappointed if they don’t see you...]

Netherworld Syndicate: [Alliance Hierarch, please return for a visit; is there really anything in Imperia that makes you want to stay?]

After seeing this message, Serena pressed her red lips, falling into contemplation.

But before she could reply, the screen of the phone was covered by a pair of clearly defined, aesthetically pleasing hands reminiscent of artworks.

"Who is my little girl chatting with so seriously?"