20 - Imbécile

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Lian's POV

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Lian's POV

"You have some nerve, don't you?!"

"Aren't you happy to see me, Mr. Kinn?! We've been always in so good terms. I'm still your main supplier, aren't I?!"

"What do you want?!"

"I'm just paying a visit after that last one Pete won Khun Korn in our little chess game."

"You have no shame. A visit for who anyway?! Since you can't stop scanning the whole room?!"

"I wonder if the firstborn isn't here. He left Hong Kong so quickly that we didn't even say goodbye. It'd be rude of me not to say hello. We became very close."

"Not a single word." A sharp voice is heard.

"Oh, Mr. Porsche, How do you do?!"

"I was fine."

"I see...well...about first son...he must be the type to keep things to himself, right?!"

"Tankhun doesn't keep anything to himself." Porsche answers back again.

Another moody fellow.

"...right..."

"But now that you're saying..., he came back in a bad mood." Kinn added in a pensive way.

"He's probably missing our trip together."

"Are you interested in him by any chance?!" Porsche seats next to me, puzzled. "Forget it. You're not his type. You're not a doctor, and your name is not Top."

"Oh...Dr. Top...I met the guy. Overrated, maybe."

"Hey...are you really interested?!"

"Porsche, don't say nonsense!" Kinn replies sharply.

"Would it be nonsense really?!" I ask them, pensive.

"What is nonsense?!" Suddenly the eldest son appears in the living room.

"Ah! le sujet du jour." I stand up to greet him. "It's so nice to see y...?!"

"Je ne veux pas te voir, imbécile." He turns to leave.

"Close indeed." Porsche taps me on the elbow. "What have you done?!"

"Me?! As far as I remember, I didn't do anything. He crashed a date of mine and maybe I said something about his fragile physique... but other than that...I was very polite..." I ask Kinn for permission to follow his brother. "May I?!"

"..." He and Porsche look at each other...undecided.

"I should apologize to him for any misunderstood."

"Okay...go."

...

Moody bastard. Where is him?!

I look from side to side in the garden. My two personal guards follow me from a distance, watched over by several bodyguards from the main family.

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