<b>Chapter </b><b>175 </b>
Robert followed Richard into theb building, but instead of heading to the small office, they detoured to the break room<b>, </b>which was <b>empty </b><b>at </b>the
moment.
The brothers hurried past the small office, afraid of being seen by others.
However, they were still spotted by Frank.
Frank nced out the window and noticed Robert closely following Richard. A sharp look crossed his face, but he kept his emotions hidden.
When Ashton and Connor weren’t around, Frank always made sure to appear serious andposed. He only let his yful and silly side show <b>to </b>those
he trusted.
Noticing Frank’s intense focus, Manson leaned over to ask, “Hey, Prince Frankie, what are you looking at?”
But Ted, who was sitting nearby, quickly pulled Mason back and gave him a stern look before stating, “Can’t you just stay quiet for once?<b>” </b>
Mason fell silent.
Ted shot Mason a subtle re, and Mason instantly behaved himself.
‘Seriously, does this guy need to act tough with me every single day or what?‘ Mason grumbled to himself.
Frank looked away for a moment, a smile creeping onto his face as he saw Mason looking all sad. He quickly jumped back into their earlier chat and said, “It’s nothing. So, what were we talking about?”
Charle chuckled and replied, “We were just saying that since we don’t have ss tonight, we should go grab dinner together…<b>” </b>
Mason’s eyes lit up, and he excitedly said, “Since there are a lot of us, how about barbecue? I heard there’s a new outdoor BBQ ce by the moat, and both the food and the atmosphere are great.”
Everyone turned to Frank, who usually didn’t mind what they ate. He simply nodded and said, “That sounds good to me. If everyone’s okay with it, let’s go to that barbecue ce.” ce.”
Music, cold drinks, and grilled food–everyone knew those outdoor spots weren’t exactly the cleanest ces, but honestly, they were just right for a group of fun–loving college guys.
They all looked to Frank, who typically didn’t care much about what they ate. He simply nodded and said, “Sure, that sounds good to me. If everyone’s on board, let’s head to that barbecue joint.”
Karl quickly raised his hand and eximed, “I’ve got it! I just went there with a cute girl from the first–year ss yesterday…”
The office erupted with yful teasing andughter, making Robert, who was being scolded on the other side, feel even more isted.
“I’ve already taken care of your mess, Robert. Let me be clear. This better be the only time you do something like this,” Richard said, his voice tense with frustration. He suspected Robert was here because of Beatrice, but hearing his brother’s request only made him angrier.
Robert didn’t even dare look up–his brother’s re was that intense. Honestly, if he weren’t Richard’s flesh and blood, he probably would’ve <b>been </b>pinned to the floor and beaten by now.
“Got it,” he mumbled, nodding.
Richard shot back, clearly annoyed, “Louder. can’t hear you.”
“Got it! This is thest time I’ll ever be a simp, I swear! Never again!” Robert promised, raising his voice and sounding dead serious.
Richard snorted, “You better be.”
<b>Chapter </b>175
<b>Simp </b><b>all </b>you want and <b>end </b><b>up </b><b>with </b>nothing. If that doesn’t describe my dumb little <b>brother</b>, I <b>don’t </b><b>know </b><b>what </b><b>does</b>, <b>Richard </b><b>thought </b>with a sh
Anyone could see Beatrice had zero intention of actually dating Robert–she was just keeping him dangling for her <b>amusement</b>.
<b>‘</b>She wanted to have her cake and eat it too, refusing to let go of what she already had while still stringing Robert along
‘But Robert–who knew what kind of spell Beatrice had cast on him–is utterly smitten. Head over heels, obsessed, and blind to everything else
‘<b>And </b>now, it was even more ridiculous. Beatrice had a fight with her fiancé, went out to clear her head, got into trouble, and instead <b>of </b><b>turning </b><b>to </b>her fiancé<b>, </b>she ran straight to Robert for help. And this idiot didn’t even stop to think whether Ashton might be pissed, and he just said yes on <b>the </b>spot.
‘He even went so far as to y the fool, giving false testimony on her behalf. If he hadn’t at least had the sense to call me, his unlucky <b>big </b>brother<b>, </b><b>and </b>give me a heads–up, instead of trying to take the fall all by himself, the Davis family would’ve had to go to the police station to get <b>him </b><b>out</b>.
‘By then, it wouldn’t be me cleaning up after my dumb little brother–it’d be our hot–tempered dad giving him a beating.
‘Did they think that someone as cunning as Ashton would just call it quits because a few of them gave Sawyer an alibi? There was no way things would be over that easily.
‘This time, the whole mess involved Briar, and it was obvious Ashton was just setting up a bigger y as he was fishing for something much bigger <b>down </b>
the line.
‘Didn’t he notice how Briar pped Emily right in front of everyone earlier? Ashton didn’t just turn a blind eye–he sided with Briar and even forced Emily to apologize to her…
‘These people must be blind if they can’t see something this obvious.
‘For a guy like Ashton, who always kept his distance from women, if he ever actually met someone he truly liked, he’d spoil her rotten and shield her so fiercely that nobody would ever get a chance toy a finger on her.
‘And that campus doctor at Shoneport University–no matter what kind of connections he had, could he outmatch Ashton?
‘Just watch. It won’t be long before someone else takes over as the university doctor, and that guy
‘It’ll be as if he never even existed at Shoneport University.‘
will vanish without a sound.
Briar was sitting in Ashton’s car, with Hamish trailing behind in the backseat like a loyal puppy. The three of them were the city.
speeding toward the outskirts <b>of </b>
Ashton was driving, ncing at the navigation map and zooming in on the route. Even without him saying a word, Briar and Hamish in the backseat could see it for themselves.
Hamish let out a snort, “Don’t tell me this guy’s heading for that private race track out in the suburbs?”
Just then, Connor chimed in over the phone, “Hamish, <i>you </i>nailed it. I think Sawyer’s making a beeline for the race track.”
Even though Connor didn’te back to Shoneport much, he still knew the city’s roads like the back of his hand. And there was no do they were on was headed straight for that private race track.
<b>hat </b>the <b>route</b><b>. </b>
Briar quickly pulled up the schedule for the private race track out in the suburbs. When she spotted two big races lined up for today, she arched <b>a </b><b>brow </b>and said, “A private race track? Is Sawyer really going there to race?”
the </b>only thing he sucks <b>at </b><b>is </b>being <b>a </b>doctor, <b>as </b><b>he </b><b>seems </b>to dabble in everything else!”
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<b>Hamish </b><b>snickered</b>. <b>“</b>Well<b>, </b>talk about perfect timing. The guy’s serving himself <b>up </b><b>on </b>a silver tter<b>? </b>
<b>Briar </b>turned around and gasped in surprise, “Hamish, that race track is your turf?”
Hamish nodded in response<b>, </b>“Yeah, I set up the ce just for kicks, and now it’s the go–to spot for all the gearheads in Shoreport,”
“Hey, Briar, don’t you love riding motorcycles too? Do you want to get out there and have some fun? There’s a race starting in an hour and <b>a </b>half Hamish teased, trying to tempt her.
Bút before Hamish could keep egging her on, Ashton cut him off, stating, “No. It’s too dangerous.”
Hamish clicked his tongue in protest, “Don’t baby her so much! Can’t you see her eyes are practically sparkling right now?”
Ashton turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Briar looking at him, her eyes shining with excitement…
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