Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1308

At the desk a short distance away, Julian Lancaster was dressed in a perfectly ironed light gray dress shirt, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. He looked polished and composed.

His fingers typed rhythmically on his laptop keyboard, handling the follow-up documents from a cross-border video conference. Despite his focus, he still found a moment to look up toward the sofa and gently advise, "Serena, get some rest after you eat. The finals are at dawn; don't push yourself to the breaking point."

"Got it, Julian," Serena replied, taking another bite of the apple.

Nicholas glanced at the sleepy, relaxed girl. He picked up a towel he had prepared earlier, stood up, walked behind the sofa, and naturally began drying her damp hair.

His movements were practiced and gentle.

"You'll catch a cold if you don't dry your hair properly."

Serena gave a lazy "Mhm" and sank deeper into the cushions, looking equal parts docile and indifferent.

Jerrick glared intensely at the man's hands running through his sister's hair, his brow knitting into a tight knot.

As if sensing the hostility, Nicholas smiled pleasantly at Jerrick. "Jerrick, could you grab the hairdryer? Serena hates blow-drying her hair, but sleeping with it wet gives her migraines. We really need to get it dry."

Jerrick's temple throbbed.

The audacity of this guy, ordering him around.

But seeing how comfortable Serena looked under the man's attentive care, Jerrick swallowed his irritation toward Nicholas, stood up, and retrieved the hairdryer.

The atmosphere was actually growing quite cozy.

But suddenly, Serena—who had been enjoying Nicholas's pampering with her eyes half-closed—paused mid-bite.

Almost simultaneously.

Jerrick's expression turned lethal as his head snapped to the side.

Nicholas's mesmerizing eyes narrowed sharply, a sliver of cold danger flashing in their depths.

Julian's fingers stopped typing. He slowly raised his head, the gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses turning dark.

All four of them locked their eyes on the floor-to-ceiling window.

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