Half an hour later, a black Maybach steadily parked at the Everett Family. Content orıginally comes from ɴovelfire.net
"Master Damian... That’s Master Damian’s car!"
"Oh my, Master Damian actually came too!"
The banquet hall instantly bustled, and the eyes of those socialite young ladies were all mesmerized, falling on Damian Quinn as he walked out of the car.
"Everyone, make way. Our Master Damian is here to see Miss Everett."
Upon hearing this, the socialite ladies who were just mocking Cassia Everett for her poor piano skills suddenly changed their demeanor.
"Cassia, it turns out Master Damian is here to see you, it’s truly enviable!"
"Yes, yes, Cassia, Master Damian never attends any banquets, but he came today just for you!"
"Oh my, Cassia, Master Damian is really special to you!"
Listening to these flattering words, Cassia Everett felt quite pleased, yet secretly guilty.
Though the Quinn Family has a good relationship with the Everett Family, Cassia Everett hardly sees Damian Quinn throughout the year.
Was Damian Quinn truly here for her?
Cassia Everett lowered her lashes, feeling embarrassed as she responded, "Stop talking, what if Master Damian didn’t come for me?"
"Cassia, if Master Damian didn’t come for you, who else could he be here for? Certainly not for Serena who just returned!"
"Exactly, exactly! Serena just returned from the countryside, let alone knowing him, it’s likely Master Damian hasn’t even met her; how could he be here for her?"
"That’s right, that’s right, Cassia, Master Damian must be here for you!"
Upon hearing these words, Cassia Everett instantly gained confidence. They made sense; Serena, the country bumpkin, had just returned to Imperia, so it’s impossible for Damian Quinn to have met her; Damian Quinn must be here for her!
As soon as this thought settled, Cassia Everett felt ecstatic and eagerly walked forward, coyly speaking to Damian Quinn.
"Master Damian, what brings you to me?"
"Who said I came to see you?"
Looking at Cassia Everett’s feigned innocent demeanor, Damian Quinn’s narrow, deep eyes showed irritation, his low, magnetic voice carrying an undeniable annoyance.
"I’m here to see Miss Sienna."
Everyone knew that with Serena’s return, Cassia Everett’s rank in the Everett Family had become seventh.
Cassia Everett gritted her teeth in jealousy,
Why was Damian Quinn here to see that wretch Serena!
Despite her intense dislike, Cassia Everett forced a smile, "My sister left on some business... Master Damian, why not let me entertain you..."
Just having this opportunity to get close to him, losing a bit of face was worthwhile.
"No need, I’ll visit your parents next time."
Damian Quinn’s handsome face showed nothing but coldness; since she had already left, there was no point staying and wasting time.
As soon as Damian Quinn decided to leave, he did so without hesitation, showing Cassia Everett no courtesy.
"Oh my, Master Damian actually came for Serena, this is unbelievable!"
"Who says it isn’t, some people are just asking for trouble, truly embarrassing!"
Listening to these mocking words, Cassia Everett felt her face burning, her heart harboring more resentment towards Serena.
What was so special about Serena, an uncultured bumpkin from the countryside? Even Master Damian personally came to see her!
As the car sped forward, the man’s low magnetic voice suddenly sounded.
"Yes, Master Damian!"
Chase Sherman, though confused, immediately slammed the brakes and stopped the car, following Damian Quinn’s gaze, he saw Serena squatting in front of a motorcycle, fixing it.
He instantly understood why Master Damian suddenly asked him to stop.
Serena had changed into a black trench coat, her delicate porcelain-white face slightly lowered, graceful and striking.
Though her face and nose were smudged with dirt, she looked like a playful kitten.
Damian Quinn chuckled, the coldness in his eyes evaporated, revealing only traces of amusement.
He indeed didn’t mistake her, it is her...
Unaware of the surrounding changes, Serena continued to focus on fixing the motorcycle.
The motorcycle broke down halfway, and since this was a secluded area, she could only fix it herself and rush to the laboratory as soon as possible.
Suddenly, a clean handkerchief appeared in front of her, Serena looked up with her lovely upturned fox-like eyes, cautiously.
Feeling the distance emanating from the young girl, Damian Quinn’s handsome, enchanting face bore a casual light smile.
"Don’t remember your big brother?"
It would be difficult for someone to forget his face.
Serena eased the caution in her eyes, took the handkerchief from him and answered, "I remember."
"If you remember, why not call me, huh?"
His deep, magnetic voice was lazy and teasing, exceptionally alluring.
Looking at him like a seductive male fox, Serena pursed her lips, and those incredibly beautiful fox-like eyes brimmed with a hint of mischief, she called out, "Uncle."
Standing nearby, Chase Sherman almost burst into laughter; she had quite a knack for ruffling people!
Although their Master Damian was older than her, she certainly did not need to call him uncle!
Recognizing her deliberate act, Damian Quinn chuckled helplessly, then clenched his molars, his icy, ascetic brows exuding a wicked charm.
"Young lady, no one has ever called me uncle."
"Well, now someone has."
Unperturbed, Serena retorted confidently, then focused on using the handkerchief to wipe her face. But lacking a mirror, she couldn’t tell where the dirt was, so she simply wiped randomly without concern.
Serena raised her delicate porcelain-white face, looking at him questioningly, as if silently asking what was up.
"All better now, young lady." Damian Quinn gently wiped the dirt off her nose with his fingertips, his long, deep peach blossom eyes gazed at her tenderly, "Where do you need to go? I’ll take you."
Serena felt a slight heat at the spot he touched, her long, dense lashes gently fluttered.
"To The Imperia Research Institute."
"Research Institute?" Hearing this, Chase Sherman couldn’t hold back his surprise, "Miss, what are you heading to the Research Institute for? Plus, outsiders aren’t allowed entry there..."
Before Chase Sherman could finish, Damian Quinn stopped him with a look, then spoke warmly to the girl, "Get in, I’ll take you there."
Serena expressed her gratitude and got in the car without hesitation.
She had already delayed too much time; the old men at the institute were surely panicking now, she had to hurry.
Watching the obedient girl get in the car, Damian Quinn’s handsome, charming lips curved into a pleasant, teasing arc and he joked with her.
"Just like that, you got in the car, aren’t you afraid uncle will sell you off?"