Jefferson snorted when Homer came back into the room, which confused Hayden. "What's wrong, Jeremy?" "Homer is annoying me. He never cared about me." Hayden laughed. "Why does he have to care about you?" That's right, for what? But Jefferson realized his stupid mistake too late. Hayden squinted, staring at him with a judgmental eye. Jefferson shook his head; he had to defend himself. "Y-you knows yourself. He never cared about other people and did everything as he wanted to. People like him are annoying." "Is that true?" "Of course, everyone hates people like that." "So you want him to pay attention to you?" "By the way, you have not answered my question earlier." Hayden leaned his back against the wall, still with that judgmental gaze, he looked ahead, towards another room. "About Joe?" "Right. How did you replace him?" "But you also haven't answered my question." Jefferson hissed, like an angry cat for not having a treat. "You have to answer my question first." Hayden

But Jefferson shook his head, again sliding the glass back to Hugo. "You refuse my drink?" "I already said that I don't drink alcohol." "Do you really not want to sit with me?" "You're absolutely right. I really don't want to. But I'm serious. I'm not drinking." Hugo chuckled, shifting the glass again, causing Jefferson to grunt in disgust. "A sip won't cause any trouble. Your body will still be beautiful. Or you can work out with me tomorrow morning. Don't worry about my brother. I'll talk to him." Jefferson glanced at Hugo with a smile, pushing the glass back toward him again. "No, and no, It would never happen." Hugo sighed while Jefferson asked the dining room aunty for a glass of water. That old woman smiled at Jefferson; she knew it very well because Jefferson always asked for it at every mealtime; a healthy, refreshing glass of water with ice cubes and lemon. "So, about the work." His eyes couldn't stop peeking at Jefferson. It was hard for him not to glance, even und

But don't think that after Jefferson managed to fend off Hugo's hand that wanted to pull him into the car, Hugo would stop flirting with him. No, that pervert had a thousand and one ways to annoy Jefferson. Jefferson's car was driving in front, leading the way, but no one cared; Owen bombarded Jefferson with useless questions. For example, "Hugo was annoyed when you slammed the car door, but he grunted while smiling", "Hugo said you should go with him into the waiting room." or "Hugo said if you refuse him, he will report it to Homer that you don't your job well." He thought Jefferson would be scared if Hugo did that, even though he clearly made Jefferson angry and couldn't do his job well. By reporting Jefferson to Homer, he was actually digging his own grave. Finally, Jefferson's car turned into the mall lobby. Jefferson gets out of his car, and Hugo's car is in the last. He also waited for his bodyguards to get down of the car. They formed a circle around Hugo's car. While Jeffe

Jefferson ordered some of Owen's subordinates to bring three bags of treats. They complied, but while lifting that, one of the bodyguards asked Jefferson. "Only this, Mr. Jeremy?" he asked, met with a nod from Jefferson. "Not as much as usual," he muttered, and it made Jefferson surprised. What did he mean by that? This is already too much for them. And maybe because he saw Jefferson's confused face, he continued that they usually get lots of snacks and goods from the event because Owen usually asks them for more. He even asked why Jefferson didn't ask for more. They wouldn't take it as a big deal because it made it more likely that Hugo would come back to the event since he's picky about choosing which events he would attend. Owen shouted with joy as soon as Jefferson and his three subordinates arrived. He glanced at the snack bag. Four cars were going with Hugo today; the three bags were scattered in the other three cars except for Hugo's car, so Owen picked out some snacks

As he was already in a bad mood after they returned from the bar, Jefferson pursed his lips along the mansion's corridors while Owen and Hugo walked behind them. It felt as if Jefferson was walking with a rain cloud over his head because everyone could tell that Jefferson was angry just by looking at him from a distance. And his mood got even more terrible when he saw that Homer wasn't in his room, which meant that he still had to wait because he had to report their return to him. But it turns out he was wrong, Homer was in his bedroom, and this was the first time Jefferson saw Homer wearing a shirt and shorts, looking shocked, rushing out of his room. "Jeremy, Owen. You guys are home early." Jefferson nodded his head. "You said you'd be home before eleven." "Yeah, you're right. But you don't usually get here this fast," Homer said, but his eyes were looking at Hugo this time. Jefferson was confused just now, about to get angry because of Homer's confusing orders, but Jefferson