To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 134

Chapter 134 Thank Goodness You’re a Guy

At Alec’s words, Max shrugged nonchalantly. He said gleefully, “I can’t afford to fool around with Christopher Spade.”

“You, Pearson? Afraid of someone?” Alec was surprised, as if he had stumbled upon something rare.

Max wagged his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest. “Fine. I admit that it’s not because I’m afraid of him. I just think that anyone, no matter who, will get on your nerves if they pursue Jenny. Since that’s the case, why should I stir up trouble?” He had already seen through Alec, especially when it came

to Jenny.

Alec looked at him frostily and turned to leave. He feared that if they kept arguing, he would be unable to resist throwing a few punches.

Max smiled even more when he saw his reaction. “What? Are you angry?”

Alec said nothing and walked toward his car.

Max tagged along, saying, “Jenny probably didn’t tell you that she’s already agreed to work with me to take down the Dickmans. Not long from now, the Dickmans are going to disappear off the face of Parrington. I’m curious. Will you help your little lover?”

When Alec heard this, his eyebrows furrowed, but he said nothing.

“Leaving so soon? Let’s at least talk for a bit.” Max kept pestering him. He really wanted to know what Alec was thinking.

Finally, Alec stopped like Max wanted and turned to look at him. “Thank goodness you’re a guy, or I’d think that you liked me from how much you care about me.”

Max was rendered speechless. He had had a big breakfast, and Alec’s words made him want to puke. He looked at Alec in disdain and said, “I’m not like you. I’m straight.”

“You better be.” Alec scoffed and got into his car. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Max watched the car leave. The smile on his face was immediately wiped away, and he turned grim.

Alec had not said whether he would help the Dickmans, meaning there was always a possibility of him helping them.

If Alec helped the Dickmans, Max and Gilbert might not take them down. He thought about it for a while and finally called Gilbert. It would serve as a reminder in case things went awry.

In the car, Alec looked solemn. He was already in a bad mood, so it was only getting worse.

“Mr. Faust, should we give the Dickmans a heads up?” The Dickmans and the Fausts were on good terms. Not only that, they collaborated frequently. If the Dickmans were to fall, the Fausts would be affected as

well.

Alec looked up at Vincent, who was driving. “What heads up?”

“About Mr. Pearson…”

“I know nothing about it. Do you?” Alec looked at him, his gaze icy.

Vincent’s back turned cold. He understood immediately. “I don’t. I know nothing at all.”

“Good.” Alec nodded, satisfied with his answer.

The car moved along steadily. Vincent was on an emotional rollercoaster. It was a good thing that he had

been by Alec’s side for many years, or else he would not have been able to recover so quickly. Assisting Alec was tough, like walking on eggshells. Vincent felt this greatly.

As for the Dickmans, he could only send them his thoughts and prayers.

The car soon arrived at Faust Mansion. Alec got down the car. But as he walked, he suddenly turned to Vincent and said, “The Spades have been in Parrington for a long time. Is Bardoff City doing just as well even without them?”

“The Spades are basically controlled by Christopher. No one else dares to challenge him, so it’s stable,” Vincent answered.

“Stable?” That’s not a good thing,” Alec said.

“What do you mean?” Vincent wasn’t stupid. He had a vague guess.

“Let them fight amongst themselves. How can someone from Bardoff City stay in Parrington for so long?” Alec had already gone into Faust Mansion, disappearing from Vincent’s line of sight.