Chapter 282: Chapter 282

As soon as the assistant spoke, the smile on Elliot Everett’s handsome face deepened, while the atmospheric pressure around Damian Quinn plummeted, making everyone shiver.

Elliot Everett couldn’t take his hands off the cufflinks, unwilling to even wear them because they were a gift from his beloved sister. Even if it were a mere stone, he’d be delighted, let alone such a thoughtfully chosen gift!

"Has Serena ever given you a gift?" Elliot Everett’s smug and provocative gaze fell on the man, "I guess not. It seems in Serena’s heart, I’m still the most important brother!

Damian Quinn’s mesmerizing eyes narrowed dangerously as he gritted his teeth.

Off to the side, Chase Sherman silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Master Damian was already envious, yet Young Master Everett had to flaunt in front of him...

"You’re only attracting Serena with your looks for now. As you grow older, she won’t want you anymore!"

Elliot Everett played with the cufflinks in his hands as if handling a priceless treasure and spoke slowly.

Damian Quinn’s jaw tightened, and the chill emanating from him intensified, making him appear quite frightening.

"I’ll return those words to you, big brother."

Elliot Everett’s expression froze instantly, obviously not expecting to be countered...

"Do you want to fight?"

The office’s atmospheric pressure suddenly dropped steeply, making everyone feel as if they were in an ice cellar.

Even Seth Sterling couldn’t help but swallow nervously, watching the two tension-filled opponents. He quickly wanted to speak to defuse the situation.

But before he could open his mouth, Damian Quinn and Elliot Everett both sprang up, their faces looking terrible.

They’d both been displeased with each other for a long time, and now old and new grudges were surfacing together.

Seeing this scene, Seth Sterling was dumbfounded, his mouth gaping open in disbelief.

Damn! One was Imperia’s overlord, the other the son of Imperia’s richest man, now about to fight over cufflinks. How embarrassing would that be if it got out!

He didn’t even want to admit he knew them anymore!

As Serena Everett and Nancy Sutton were about to leave, they received a call from Seth Sterling.

A worried voice came through the line.

"Sis-in-law, please come over! Damian and the others are about to fight because of the cufflinks you gave!"

"Sis-in-law, I’m not kidding; please come!" Seth Sterling on the other end kept urging her.

Hearing this, Nancy suddenly became anxious, "Serena, let’s hurry over! What if they really start fighting?"

Serena rubbed her temples in resignation, already used to such situations. But seeing Nancy’s anxious expression, she nodded in agreement.

Fifteen minutes later, Serena and Nancy hurried to the Everett Group and saw Seth Sterling standing at the door with a worried face. When he saw Serena, he immediately rushed over as if seeing a savior.

"Sis-in-law, you’re finally here!!!"

Serena: "Where are they?"

"Ahem ahem, sis-in-law, Damian and the others are in the office. We didn’t dare go in; it’s all up to you!" Seth Sterling whispered, "Sis-in-law, I’ll go get the key to unlock the office door for you..."

"No need." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel-fire.ɴet

Serena cut him off coldly, her face expressionless. With a loud bang, she kicked the office door open.

Watching this, Seth Sterling’s eyes widened in disbelief, and then he retreated a few steps in fear of getting caught up in it.

She looked so gentle and sweet, a petite girl kicking open the office door!

Oh my, Master Damian and the others are done for!

The office door was suddenly kicked open, and both Damian Quinn and Elliot Everett looked unhappily towards the entrance. When they saw Serena standing there with a cold face, their expressions instantly changed, and the tense atmosphere between them disappeared as they spoke in shock.

"Serena, what are you doing here..."

"If I hadn’t come, how would I know you both love fighting so much?"

Serena pressed her red lips together, her gaze falling on both of them.

Elliot Everett had a small wound on his brow, while Damian Quinn’s devilishly handsome face had a bruise, but they both seemed to be just minor injuries.

Damian Quinn immediately sensed the little lady was angry. He swiftly strode over to her side, gently taking her hand while lowering his voice to soothe her.

"Baby, don’t be angry, he started it! He even hit my face!"

Elliot Everett was even more taken aback, clearly not expecting Damian Quinn to complain!

With his mesmerizing eyes lowered, Damian Quinn feigned a pitiful and vulnerable demeanor, "Serena, big brother did it on purpose!"

Knowing full well the young lady liked his face, he aimed for it; such intentions were despicable!

Seeing all this, Elliot Everett speechlessly twitched his mouth, fine, fine, so that’s how they’re playing!

Elliot Everett quickly adjusted his expression, intending to feign some pity too when Nancy came rushing in. Seeing the wound on Elliot Everett’s brow, she became both worried and angry.

"How old are you to still be fighting? Isn’t it childish and embarrassing?!"

Upon seeing Nancy, Elliot Everett’s expression instantly became incredibly complex. He raised his hand to his forehead in embarrassment.

Not only had he embarrassed himself in front of his precious sister, but now also in front of Nancy!

Elliot Everett softly called, trying to salvage his image in front of her,

"What are you whining about?" Nancy stared sternly at him, then dug out a medical kit and moved to his side, her eyes filled with concern. "Does it hurt?"

Elliot Everett felt his heart sweeten instantly, involuntarily lifting the corners of his mouth as he nodded obediently, "It hurts..."

"Who told you to fight?"

Nancy scolded him while already starting to apply medicine to his wound.

Wisely, Serena didn’t linger to be a third wheel; she quietly left with the man beside her.

"Ouch... it hurts..."

Damian Quinn carefully watched the young lady’s expression, trying to elicit some sympathy to ease her anger.

Chase Sherman couldn’t bear to look, shaking his head in disbelief.

Oh my, when has Master Damian ever been so humble?!