Chapter 162: Chapter 162

"Silas, why are you standing at the door..."

From the hospital ward, Crystal Joyce walked out and immediately saw this scene. She jumped, frightened by his expression, and took a step back.

"Miss Crystal..." Seeing her fearful look, Silas immediately reverted to his usual demeanor, "Sorry to scare you."

"It’s okay, I’m just too easily scared."

Seeing him back to normal, Crystal Joyce finally relaxed, smiled, and shook her head at him, not blaming him.

Miss Crystal is just so kind!

Silas looked at her with unintentional tenderness in his eyes, "Miss Crystal, I have good news for you. Master Damian has agreed to let you study at Imperia University."

"Did Damian really agree!" Crystal Joyce beamed with joy, "Silas, thank you for helping me! I can finally pick up the paintbrush again!"

Seeing her happiness, a subtle smile surfaced on Silas’ otherwise stern face, as he silently made a decision in his heart.

Miss Crystal deserves the very best the world has to offer!

He’ll quietly help her achieve it, eliminating anyone who tries to take things from her!

Serena Everett had just walked out of the school gate when she noticed that familiar black Maybach.

"Miss Serena, please get in the car."

Watching Chase Sherman get out of the car, looking incredibly eager, Serena nodded politely at him, "Assistant Sherman, you’re back?"

"Yes, Miss Serena, I’m back! It’s thanks to you speaking on my behalf to Master Damian that I could return so quickly!" Chase Sherman smiled happily at Serena, "And now, Young Master Sterling has been sent off to Africa in my place!"

Oh, Seth Sterling got sent to Africa too?

Serena’s sharp eyes turned up slightly with unconcern at Seth’s predicament.

"Miss Serena, please get in the car."

As soon as Serena got in the car, a pair of large hands held her waist tightly, and the next moment she was pulled into an embrace.

"Baby, the wound on my hand really hurts..."

Damian Quinn buried his head in her neck, his distinctly jointed hands tightly grasping her slender waist, whining pitifully.

Chase Sherman couldn’t bear to watch this scene, discreetly rolled his eyes, and silently sighed to himself.

Wow, Master Damian wasn’t even this dramatic when he got shot; now he’s acting over a little injury!

Our Master Damian should be acting in films!

Serena’s red, moist lips curled slightly as she quietly watched him perform, "Does it really hurt that much?"

The man replied in a wounded tone, scrubbing his face against her neck again, his rich, magnetic voice particularly enchanting.

"Baby, pity your brother..."

"Right, right, Miss Serena, you don’t know, Master Damian has always been afraid of pain from an early age, especially sensitive to it!"

Chase Sherman echoed with his words, but inside he couldn’t help but curse: our Master Damian is truly shameless!!! ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel·fire·net

Serena lifted her extremely captivating fox-like eyes, a naughty glint in her gaze, "Alright, I’ll feel sorry for you."

"How is my baby planning to pity your brother?"

Damian Quinn didn’t notice the impending danger; his hands, beautiful as a work of art, gently caressed her narrow waist, looking mischievous and flirtatious.

"Baby, give me a kiss here, and it won’t hurt anymore..."

Serena readily agreed, and the next moment, her alabaster fingertips pinched his wound lightly.

"Hiss..." Damian Quinn gasped in a low voice, then looked at her helplessly yet tenderly, "Why doesn’t my little one care for her brother at all?"

Seeing them through the rearview mirror, Chase Sherman nearly couldn’t contain his laughter.

Hahaha, Miss Serena did well; it’s what Master Damian deserves for being so brazen and flirtatious!

Only Miss Serena can handle our Master Damian!

Looking at the man’s aggrieved expression, Serena couldn’t help but smile, then grabbed his tie with her pale hands, pulling him down to land a gentle kiss on his handsome, sexy lips.

Chase Sherman’s smug smile from the driver’s seat froze instantly.

Facing another dose of public displays of affection!

However, Chase Sherman still had the sense to immediately raise the partition in the car.

Damian Quinn’s body first stiffened, then his eyes turned deep, pulling her onto his lap, pinching her waist and kissing her.

"Little one, it’s not enough..."

When Damian Quinn tried to push his luck further, Serena immediately pushed him away, tilting her head at him with an innocent tone, "Are you planning not to see me for the next few months?"

Damian Quinn recalled the past punishment when he had kissed the little girl’s lips swollen and rolled his Adam’s apple helplessly, having no choice but to let her go.

He understands his little girl’s personality; she will definitely follow through, and he doesn’t want to be without her for months.

That would be more miserable than anything...

Serena wanted to get off his lap, but Damian Quinn was reluctant to let go, his deep, magnetic voice leisurely sounded in her ear, carrying an enticing undertone.

"Little one, let your brother just hold you ..."

Serena’s heart skipped a beat, but before she could agree, the phone in her pocket rang.

Seeing it’s a call from Academician Miller, Serena’s demeanor became serious at once.

Grandpa Miller wouldn’t call her casually unless there was a problem with the chip research!

Thinking of this, Serena immediately answered the call.

As soon as the call connected, Academician Miller’s anxious voice came through.

"Serena, we discovered a new issue in the research; please come to the research institute quickly!"

"Okay, Grandpa Miller, I’m coming right away; don’t worry!"

Serena softly comforted Academician Miller briefly and then hung up the call, while Chase Sherman was already heading toward the research institute.

"Baby, don’t worry..."

Damian Quinn held Serena in his arms, gently soothing her.

"Okay." Serena nodded in response, but her exquisite, porcelain-white face remained taut.

She absolutely cannot allow anything to go wrong with that chip!

Twenty minutes later, the car came to a steady stop at the entrance of the research institute.

"You go do your work; I don’t know when I’ll be done."

Serena threw out these words, then strode toward the research institute on her long, straight legs.

"Master Damian, do you want to go back to the office now?" Chase Sherman asked respectfully.

"No need." Damian Quinn’s gaze remained focused on the girl’s back, "Just wait here."

The little one doesn’t know how long she’ll be in the research institute, and she’ll definitely be worn out when she comes out. He’ll wait here for her, allowing her to rest peacefully as soon as she’s out.

Chase Sherman guessed his intentions, couldn’t help but sigh, and then respectfully responded, "Yes, Master Damian!"