Chapter 2614
An idea popped up in Cameron’s head.
After Morrison finished his dinner, Waylon chased him away. Morrison stood in the corridor and scolded Waylon for his heartlessness before leaving in a huff.
When Waylon closed the door and turned around, he saw Cameron leaning on the wall and looking slightly disappointed after Morrison had left.
He squinted and stopped in front of Cameron. “What’s the matter? It seems to me that you still want to hear more stories about my past.”
With a smile on her face, she said, “I just think that you have such a good friend. Maybe I should invite him for a meal one day- Huh!?”
Waylon carried her up from the floor and came to the couch. Cameron placed her hands on his chest and asked, “What are you doing?”
Waylon bit her lips and said in a husky voice, “Cam, if you want to hear more stories about my past, you can just ask me.”
Cameron bit his lips out of rage and said, “If he hadn’t mentioned anything, you would not tell me about anything you did in Stoslo, would you?”
Waylon sat up and put her on his lap. “How am I supposed to know that you want to know if you don’t ask me?”
Cameron was rendered speechless.
He leaned closer to her ear and whispered, “Are you jealous now, Cam?”
She turned her face sideways and said, “I didn’t know you at that time, so why should I get jealous?”
He chuckled and turned her face over until both of their gazes met. “I followed my great-grandfather to Stoslo when I was five. Other than going back to Zlokovia during the holidays, I spent most of my time.
there.
“I know Morrison because of my great-grandfather. His grandfather is my great-grandfather’s friend. His family stayed in Stoslo before Morrison was born. When something happened to Morrison’s family, my great-grandfather took him in, and that’s when I got to know him. He got into the college I was attending, and we met Evelyn together.”
Cameron raised her eyebrows and asked, “Since she’s the campus belle, I’m sure she’s pretty, right?”
The night was getting darker. Zephir was sitting on the couch expressionlessly while swirling the glass of red wine in his hand.
After Roxy finished her bath, she sat beside Zephir and hugged him. “Zeph, are you not going to sleep yet?”
Zephir hugged her and said, “Are you waiting for me?”
Her face turned red, and she buried her head into his chest. “You’re mean. Why do you ask if you already know about it?”
Zephir caressed her head. Although there was a gentle expression on his face, his eyes were emotionless.
The woman in his arms suddenly asked, “Zeph, can I ask you a question?”
He was stunned for a moment and replied, “What is it?”
“Does Ms. Younge like you? If she likes you, will you still like me?” Roxy asked while she played with the belt that was tied around his bathrobe..
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