Julienâs eyes were red and slightly teary as he stared at Jonah in complete astonishment.
He found himself bewildered by Jonahâs twisted mindset.
If he didnât possess such striking looks, Julien might genuinely belleve him to be a monster!
âAre you in cahoots with the one who kidnapped me? Are you the kidnapper?â Julien questioned with a trembling voice.
Jonah squinted, extending a gentlemanly hand toward him. âLet me introduce myself. I am Jonah Taylor, the CEO of KS Group. Itâs a pleasure to meet you.
âKSâ¦?â Julien was startled, âMy aunt. Itâs you! Are youâ¦
âExactly as you think.â
Jonahâs fingers tightened, and he awkwardly smiled, âWeâll shake hands after Axel unties you.â
âJonah!â
Axel returned in long strides, muttering. âThe toilet is too far. I almost peed halfway. Whatâs the point of having such a big house?â
Jonah frowned, feeling somewhat amused.
No matter how large the Taylor familyâs house was, it was still a cage for Axel. Just like Alyssa, he detested restrictions and craved freedom.
Thinking of Alyssa, Jonah couldnât help but feel sorry for her. Her three years of marriage with Jasper were undoubtedly a prison sentence for her.
âYou!â Julien exclaimed upon seeing Axel, twisting his expression in frustration. Luckily, his good looks spared him from looking outright scary Axel arched an eyebrow, casually leaning on the car door frame with a smirk.
âIâve said it before, you twerp-thereâs no such thing as a free lunch. You canât just touch my hands and sit on my lap without giving something in retum.â
Jonahâs eyes flickered. He felt too much information was in that statement, and he needed a moment to digest it.
Julien spat at Axel angrily. âHow shameless can you be? Selling your looks. Youâre despicable!*
Axel made a disgusted expression, âDo you think I enjoy this? Iâm a straight guy! Iâve sacrificed a lot for you, and all youâve given me is trauma. Youâre terrifying.â
âYou!â
Julien was so angry that his handsome face turned red as he roared, âYouâre the one who should be called a twerp!â
Axel raised his eyebrows, confused. âHuh?â
*All show and no substance!â Julien said, glancing provocatively at Axelâs crotch.
âYouâre just a fucking bastard who is asking for a beating!â
Axel was about to rush forward and give Julien a flying kick, but Jonah held him back.
âAxel, Mr. Lovelace is Mandyâs relative and a guest invited by Lyse. Donât mess around.â
âDamn it! If it werenât for Lyse, Iâd definitely make him impotent!â Axel gritted his teeth.
Jonah smiled wryly. He finally understood why Axel had taped this manâs mouth shut all the He stepped forward and untied the ropes binding Julienâs wrists and ankles.
way here.
Jonah had never seen a man with such fair skin. As the ropes grazed his skin, they imprinted vivid red lines on his nearly transparent complexion, oddly triggering an unexplainable sense of protectiveness in Jonah.
âUgh! That hurts.â Julien rubbed his wrists and furrowed his brow.
Axel snorted in disdain. âTsk. Youâre just whining like a woman. Disgusting.â
Jonah looked at Julienâs swollen ankles and asked, âCan you still stand?â
Julien pursed his lips and slowly stood up. Then, he let out a cry.
His legs had been bound for several hours, and they had long gone numb.
There was no way he could stand.