Sebastian Yansford stood at the corner, waiting for a long time, before finally seeing Barrett Scott limp out.
"..." Seriously, did you hurt yourself going to the bathroom?
Did someone assault you in the restroom?
"Eldest Young Master Yansford." Barrett Scott tugged at the corner of his lips, "Come give me a hand."
"Hm?" Sebastian Yansford remained motionless, his lips curled into a slight arc, leisurely gazing at the disheveled Barrett Scott.
His face was bruised and swollen, just from going to the bathroom?
"What happened to your face?"
Barrett Scott touched his handsome face, "Ahem, well, just now I wasn’t paying attention in the bathroom and ran into the wall!"
Barrett Scott had no choice but to lie.
After all, he was the Eldest Young Master of the Scott Family and had to maintain face, couldn’t admit he was beaten up in the bathroom.
Uh, right, he couldn’t say he encountered a good-looking person in the bathroom but got beaten up before he could drag them into the stall.
Could it really have been a woman?
Sebastian Yansford frowned, scrutinizingly, "Are your eyes on top of your head? Impressive." You can’t even walk without bumping into walls?
Barrett Scott smirked and then added, "Sure, that’s right. And speaking of impressive, someone can’t even handle his little niece?"
Barrett Scott didn’t understand it. How could Sebastian, this Dark Lord, not manage one woman?
People always say that chasing a girl is like getting past walls, cars, and her mom. But Eva Nightingale doesn’t have a mom; Sebastian has cars and a house, and he’s handsome... Why isn’t it working?
Speaking of which, Barrett Scott hadn’t seen this niece yet: "Eldest Young Master Yansford, what does your little niece look like anyway?"
Sebastian Yansford withdrew his gaze, didn’t speak, and went upstairs, his surrounding temperature dropped. Barrett Scott changed the topic: "Ahem! Not that I’m saying anything, but I just saw a girl, super pretty! Want to check her out?"
Barrett Scott, seeing Sebastian in a bad mood, wanted to cheer him up: "Eldest Young Master Yansford, you’ll girl once you see her."
Sebastian still didn’t speak, his mind was all on Olivia.
Barrett Scott took a hit and had to shut up, then the two went up to the super VIP floor on the sixth level.
Upon entering, the long table was filled with a variety of snacks, and the centerpiece of the hall had a champagne and wine tower taller than a person, quite captivating.
Sebastian Yansford and Barrett Scott, two handsome guys, indeed attracting attention.
A group of high society ladies exclaimed, "Ah ah ah, Eldest Young Master Yansford, so handsome it’s explosive!"
"Eldest Young Master Scott, ah ah, a hug please!"
The women surrounded Barrett Scott and Sebastian Yansford, making them unable to move.
"Crown Prince, I’ll go rescue them."
Those two were about to get dragged away and taken advantage of by the crowd of women; Alexander Kingsley, playfully watching Sebastian Yansford and Barrett Scott trapped by women at the entrance.
Lucas Knight’s eyes were deep and cold, his sensual thin lips parted lightly: "The high society ladies invited tonight, are all here to take care of them."
Hopefully, let these women make them immobile!
Well, how can they not serve their little uncle well?
Lucas Knight glanced at the figures surrounded by beauties, took a puff of a Saint Laurent cigar, then casually said: "Admiral, little uncle, I’ll leave it to you."
Alexander Kingsley was surprised, "Little uncle?"
Yansford is Eva Nightingale’s little uncle?
Just a little uncle, why is the Crown Prince making such a fuss?
After a few seconds, Alexander Kingsley realized...
Sebastian Yansford, a single dog, needs the Crown Prince to find a little aunt for him, no wait, the Crown Prince must be jealous.
"Rest assured, I’ll handle it." Alexander Kingsley said seriously and earnestly, "Leave it to me."
"Mm." Lucas Knight’s thin lips parted lightly, "Gather a few more if need be!"