Chapter 526: Chapter 526 Overbearing_1
Jason Preston suddenly thought that most Innate Grandmasters were old n in their fifties or sixties. Those who beca Grandmasters before the age of forty were considered extrely gifted.
And there was only one person who had beco a Grandmaster in his twenties up to now, Barry Wolfe.
The man in front of her had the surna Wolfe, and he looked to be in his twenties, and was also a Grandmaster…
Could he really be the flirtatious Magician?
Jason Preston swallowed dryly, feeling her heart begin to beat uncontrollably.
She turned to Samantha Adams beside her and asked, “Samantha, is everything you said true?”
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“Of course, it’s true. He is the flirtatious Magician.”
Samantha Adams recalled, “I rember after we went back to the hotel that ti, he admitted it himself, and Asher Green was also there.”
“Asher Green?”
“Yes, Asher Green was terrified at the ti, his face turned pale.”
Samantha Adams couldn’t help laughing as she rembered Asher’s embarrassing state, “It’s a pity Asher Green isn’t here today.”
Jason Preston looked at her as if she were a fool, “You don’t know yet?”
“Know what?”
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“The Green family has been annihilated by the flirtatious Magician; Asher Green’s grandfather died at the hands of Barry Wolfe.”
Jason Preston said, “Ever since his grandfather died, Asher Green hasn’t dared to set foot in the Qin Province, not even for a visit.”
“It is said that the flirtatious Magician placed a ban on the Green family, forbidding them from stepping even half a step into the Qin Province.”
Samantha Adams was sowhat surprised, “This… isn’t this too domineering?”
“Yes, it’s very domineering, and I quite like it.”
“I…”
Samantha Adams looked at her friend’s infatuated expression and was speechless. However, when she turned to look at Greg Jensen herself, her gaze too held a certain peculiarity, which she herself did not notice.
anwhile, Greg Jensen rested against the chair with his eyes closed, attentively listening to every word the sisters were saying.
Although there seed to be so disrespect in their words, Greg Jensen was too lazy to care.
Soon, it was ti to board the plane. Carrying his carry-on bag, Greg Jensen walked toward the boarding gate.
Trey Hols had booked a first-class ticket for him. Not long after he sat down, Samantha Adams and Jason Preston ca up, followed by two bodyguards.
Samantha Adams smiled and nodded, acknowledging Greg Jensen.
Jason Preston was a bit reserved, unsure of what to say, so she simply nodded at Greg Jensen like Samantha did.
Then, feeling that wasn’t proper, she bowed to Greg Jensen and hurriedly ran to her seat.
She leaned her head against the chair, peeking out with one eye, quietly observing Greg Jensen’s back.
The two bodyguards were much more respectful, and after coming before Greg Jensen, they bowed deeply:
“Master Wolfe, we have just contacted the old master by phone. If you have any commands, just instruct us brothers.”
“Alright, go on.”
Greg Jensen knew that when they ntioned the old master, they were probably referring to Trent Preston, so he didn’t reject their offer and simply responded before turning over to get so sleep.
Listening to her bodyguards’ conversation with Greg Jensen, Jason Preston’s mouth hung open, her eyes sparkling with excitent.
“Samantha, did you hear that? It really is the flirtatious Magician, Barry Wolfe!”
Samantha Adams said with a laugh, “I’ve already told you, it’s just that you didn’t believe , right?”
“I guess so.”
Jason Preston blinked her large eyes secretly glancing in Greg Jensen’s direction, her eyes filled with wonder. Rembering her father had asked for her opinion on whether she wanted to stay by Barry Wolfe’s side, her face flushed with color.
“Ah, if only I had known he was so handso, I wouldn’t have refused.”
Just as Samantha Adams was about to lie down, she heard Jason’s words and couldn’t help turning her head to ask, “What did you say?”
Jason Preston’s eyes flickered with a hint of panic as he quickly shook his head, “Nothing, I need to catch up on so sleep.”
With that, she turned around.
Samantha Adams glanced at her, then at the direction Greg Jensen was in, her brows knitting slightly before tucking herself under the blanket and falling asleep.
Greg Jensen lay on his seat, sowhat speechless at how these two girls would talk about others behind their backs without lowering their voices.
He shook his head and, hearing that both won had fallen asleep, turned over and began to close his eyes to rest.
After an indeterminate amount of ti, footsteps approached, followed by a waft of perfu, and suddenly, there was the sound of breathing next to him.
Greg Jensen slowly opened his eyes and found a flight attendant kneeling beside him, looking at him with a smile.
His gaze was involuntarily drawn to the proudly standing figure, and a sowhat indescribable smile spread across his face.
The flight attendant’s expression shifted slightly, a touch of red creeping over her cheeks as she patiently spoke in a soft voice, “Mr. Wolfe, the plane is about to land, please fasten your seatbelt.”
“Uh, alright.”
Greg Jensen reluctantly shifted his gaze and looked up at the flight attendant with a smile.
He was handso, and with the Immortal Law enhancing his presence, especially after nearing the Foundation Establishnt Realm, he had ford a faint connection with the world, naturally exuding a sowhat distinct aura.
That mysterious aura was irresistible to many won, and the flight attendant was no exception.
Her face flushed instantly, and she asked hesitantly, “Is there anything else I can help you with?”
“No, that’s all, thank you,” Greg Jensen said with a smile.
The flight attendant quickly stood up, smiled, and nodded at him, then walked away as if fleeing.
Greg Jensen watched her swaying form, laughing silently to himself, pleased at having a beautiful woman attending to him.
Monts later, the airplane started to descend, and after a brief bout of turbulence, it landed smoothly.
Greg Jensen stood up, ready to disembark, when the sa flight attendant walked past him from the front, winked at him as she passed by, and slipped him a small note.
Greg Jensen watched her quickly walk away, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
At that mont, Jason Preston approached him, smiling and asking, “Mr. Wolfe, do you need us to give you a ride?”
Greg Jensen glanced at her intentionally unbuttoned shirt and calmly replied, “No need, soone is picking up.”
After speaking, he nodded at Jason Preston and swiftly left the plane.
“Disappointed, huh?”
“Not at all.”
Jason Preston’s face turned red as she said, “Let’s hurry off the plane too.”
With that, she pulled Samantha Adams along to catch up.
They walked fast, but it wasn’t until they left the airport that they caught up with Greg Jensen.
“Mr. Wolfe, hasn’t your ride arrived yet?”
“They should be here.”
Greg Jensen’s words were barely out when they suddenly heard soone calling from not far away, “Bro Jensen, over here…”
All three instinctively looked back and saw a chubby man standing in front of a minivan, waving at them.
“Theresa Locke?”
Samantha Adams exclaid in surprise, “Your friend is Theresa Locke?”
Greg Jensen was about to leave when he paused, surprised, and asked, “What’s wrong, is there sothing not right?”
Samantha Adams hesitated, then alluding to sothing said, “The Green family is in a lot of trouble right now, it would be best for Mr. Wolfe to keep his distance if it’s not necessary.”
Greg Jensen paused again, gave her a look, nodded silently, and walked in Theresa Locke’s direction.
“Bro Jensen, long ti no see.”
“Long ti no see.”
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