In a beautiful and serene luxurious private room, a peerlessly handsome man, donning a blasé expression on his face and a cinnamon roll in between his thin lips, majestically sat on a luxurious chair, faintly looking at the idiot in front of him.
While the other, the supposed idiot, looked on the verge of tears. He extended his hand as if trying to clutch the handsome man's legs, yet his hand never touched the man's legs.
“Big brother Zenos, don't be like this.” Jack pleaded pitifully, almost on the brink of tears.
Even though Jack is older than Zenos, Jack doesn't mind begging the devilish Zenos in front of him to get what he wants.
To even think that Jack doesn't know how he offended Zenos in the first place!
Zenos calmly removed the cinnamon roll from his lips. He immediately directed a cold glare that froze Jack's soul right at that moment. He pronounced coldly, “What?”
