Seeing their intimate actions, Pri Minister Lockwood was so shocked that he was left speechless, even beginning to stamr.
"You... you are Miss Serena Everett’s..."
"Fiancé."
The man’s captivating eyes carried a hint of nace, making him seem incredibly dangerous.
"If you get it wrong again, you won’t need to keep your eyes."
"What?!"
Pri Minister Lockwood was even more astonished now and exclaid in surprise.
"Fiancé?"
Miss Serena Everett is so young, and she already has a fiancé? Moreover, he looks much older than Miss Everett...
"What, do you have a problem?"
Damian Quinn cast a cold glance over, exuding a frighteningly strong intimidation.
"No, no, no!"
The Pri Minister shrank his neck in fear and quickly shook his head.
"You and Miss Everett truly make a perfect match, like a couple made in heaven!"
These words were indeed from the Pri Minister’s heart. Besides the age difference, they truly matched well, as the aura that emitted from them was so powerful that no one else could possibly match it!
Upon hearing this, the nace in Damian Quinn’s eyes dissipated sowhat, and the oppressive aura around him also lightened.
The Pri Minister let out a sigh of relief, knowing he had finally said the right thing this ti. But then he belatedly realized sothing, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Wait, why does this man’s voice sound so familiar, as if he had heard it sowhere before...
"Not leaving yet?"
Feeling impatient, Damian Quinn gave him a dismissive glance. Finally, Pri Minister Lockwood rembered where he had heard that voice before - at a united conference!
His voice was exactly like the leader of The Midnight Syndicate! Yondale is a small country subordinate to Ystoria, and as everyone knows, Ystoria is The Midnight Syndicate’s domain.
He had been so busy making ands for getting the titles wrong that he had neglected this detail!
No wonder his aura was so imposing, it was downright terrifying!
Suddenly drenched in sweat, Pri Minister Lockwood’s knees went weak as he was about to bow but was stopped by a glance from Damian Quinn.
"Keep it quiet; I’m here in Yondale secretly this ti."
"Yes, I understand!"
The Pri Minister quickly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and responded respectfully.
My God, who would have thought that the leader is Miss Serena Everett’s fiancé! It’s truly unbelievable!
If this were spread, no one would probably believe it!
"Please get in the car, you and Miss Everett!" Pri Minister Lockwood’s attitude beca even more reverent.
Damian Quinn held the car door open, gentlemanly allowing the young lady to get in first, and then followed after her.
Just as Pri Minister Lockwood was about to get in himself, the car door slamd shut with a "bang," leaving him snubbed.
Seeing this scene, Chase Sherman stifled his laughter and imdiately spoke up to help Pri Minister Lockwood out.
"Pri Minister, perhaps you’d like to take another car!"
"Yes, yes, you’re right. I was just about to take another car!"
The Pri Minister rubbed his nose and sheepishly got into another vehicle.
"Isn’t that childish?"
Seeing the man’s maneuver, Serena Everett’s exceptionally beautiful fox-like eyes narrowed at him.
"Who told him not to have any sense?"
Rembering the Pri Minister’s previous misnaming, Damian Quinn slightly squinted his eyes, a dangerous aura erging.
He hadn’t held him accountable, just embarrassing him a little, already considered a lenient move.
"Baby, do I really look old?"
The more Damian Quinn thought about it, the more stung he felt, lowering his eyes, staring directly at the girl, his deep magnetic voice carrying a hint of grievance, making others instinctively want to soften their hearts toward him.
He had nothing to do with being old, but his aura was too strong, paired with a mature man’s charm, which led to such a mix-up.
Serena Everett pursed her red lips, blinking mischievously, "Hmm, a bit old maybe... otherwise, how could you be mistaken for my dad..."
Before she finished her words, the grip around her waist tightened suddenly, and the man’s dangerous voice sounded at her ear.
"Baby, are you looking for trouble?"
Recalling the large swath of kiss marks he left on her body the night before, Serena Everett blinked and felt timid, wrapping her fair arms around his neck.
Damian Quinn took the cue and embraced her, kissing her tender earlobe, his deep magnetic voice so sexy it made one feel weak.
"Baby, don’t dislike Brother for being older!"
...
Half an hour later, the car steadily parked at The Pri Minister’s Residence.
"Serena!"
As Serena got out of the car, Evelyn ran towards her with a bright smile.
"Be careful, don’t run too fast."
Serena gently supported her, and Evelyn replied with a smile.
"Don’t worry, Serena, I won’t fall!"
Though Evelyn still appeared a bit weak, she looked much healthier than before and was much more energetic.
She was being well taken care of.
"Serena, I watched your competition live stream today. You answered all the questions correctly in under five minutes; you’re amazing!"
Evelyn’s eyes were filled with admiration as she spoke earnestly.
"Serena, I want to be like you. When I grow up, I want to study dicine too and help more children like myself!"
Listening to her words, Serena Everett’s rosy and moist lips curled up, her fingers gently stroking Evelyn’s little head, she spoke warmly.
"Alright, when your health improves, I’ll teach you dicine."
The Phantom Hand, plus a top global dical scholar, those wanting to be taught by her would line up from Yondale all the way to Celestia! And now she was willing to teach Evelyn; it was truly a blessing for Evelyn!
Pri Minister Lockwood was overjoyed and quickly spoke, "Evelyn, thank Miss Serena Everett quickly!"
Obediently, Evelyn raised her tiny face and sweetly thanked Serena.
"Thank you, Serena!"
Seeing her being so cute, Serena liked her even more, gently pinching her cheek.
"You’re welco."
"Wow, such a handso brother!"
Only then did Evelyn notice Damian Quinn stepping out of the car, her eyes flashing with amazent, she asked.
"Serena, is this good-looking brother your boyfriend?"
Hearing these words, Damian Quinn’s seductive thin lips curved slightly, and his gaze toward Evelyn softened.
Pri Minister Lockwood might be foolish, but his daughter was quite clever.
"Not a boyfriend."
With a faint smile, Damian Quinn looked at Serena, his gaze affectionate and lingering, and his deep magnetic voice slowly spoke.
"Fiancé."
Hearing the emphasis on "fiancé," full of bragging intent, Serena raised her eyebrows helplessly, though her eyes shone with amusent.
"Wow!" Evelyn instantly exclaid, her round eyes sparkling, "When I grow up, I also want to find such a handso fiancé!"
"No, you don’t!"
Pri Minister Lockwood imdiately interrupted her.
Ah, if his daughter were to find a man ten years older than her, he couldn’t bear it!
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