Damian Quinn’s expression darkened slightly, his mesmerizing almond eyes narrowing with a dangerous aura emanating.
Lucas Laine did not back down in the slightest, "This is Master’s wish."
Their eyes met in the air, and invisible sparks flew, the atmosphere filled with tension.
Serena pressed her lips together and turned to the man, "Wait for me outside for a bit, I’ll go in and see Master first."
When Damian Quinn looked at the girl, he returned to his usual gentle manner, nodding in agreement, behaving adorably.
Serena’s red lips curved, and she couldn’t resist patting the man’s head.
Watching this intimate scene, Lucas Laine’s eyes deepened, with an undercurrent of jealousy and hostility even stronger.
Serena walked into the inner chamber, calling respectfully.
Hearing the voice, Winston Winslow slowly turned around, a gentle smile appearing on his face, looking refined and easygoing.
Serena nodded obediently, "Yes."
"Have a seat." Winston Winslow gestured for her to sit, then poured her a cup of tea, "Finally decided to come back, I thought you had forgotten all us old men!"
Catching the teasing tone in his words, Serena’s ears turned a little red, "There were too many things in Imperia, so I couldn’t come back."
"Is it too many things, or are there people in Imperia you can’t bear to leave?" Winston Winslow took a light sip of tea, "And you’ve dared to keep it from me all this time, how much longer were you planning to hide it from me?"
"I didn’t mean to keep it from you, I just hadn’t found the right opportunity yet."
Serena spoke obediently, which she only did in front of Winston Winslow.
Winston Winslow wasn’t really angry, and seeing Serena being so obedient, his heart softened.
"Master, I’ve brought him back, why won’t you see him?"
Upon hearing this, Winston Winslow set down his teacup heavily with a cold snort, "If I agreed to see him so easily, wouldn’t that be too lenient on him?" Googlᴇ search novel✶fire.net
He’s taken away my most precious apprentice, and I’m not even allowed to throw a little tantrum?
Serena’s beautiful eyes blinked, "Master, please don’t make it too difficult for him!"
Serena, this girl, really stands up for him, afraid I’ll make it hard for her beloved!
Winston Winslow just felt even more uncomfortable inside.
Truly, once a girl grows up, you can’t keep her!
"Master, he’s been waiting outside the door, please just see him!" Serena pleaded, her luscious red lips softly.
Winston Winslow snorted lightly, "Hm, look at you anxious."
Yet he had never seen Serena in this manner, showing she really does like that person!
Having spoiled her since she was a child, Winston Winslow couldn’t refuse any of her requests, speaking with a stern face but soft voice.
"Fine, let him in then."
Serena’s lips curled up, "Thank you, Master!"
Winston Winslow still maintained a stern face, appearing quite serious.
He’s determined to see what kind of man has taken his precious apprentice away!
As the words were spoken, Damian Quinn had already entered, respectfully greeting,
Winston Winslow’s expression remained cold, not responding to the salutation, slowly letting his scrutinizing gaze fall on Damian Quinn, but then his expression suddenly changed.
"Tristan... Tristan Quinn?!"
Serena frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart, "Master, what are you talking about?"
She had never seen her Master before...
"No, you’re not him."
The usual gentle elegance vanished from Winston Winslow’s face, replaced with hatred, speaking sharply.
"What is your relationship with Tristan Quinn?!"