Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das 459
Chapter 459
The livestream chat was going wild.
[LOL, Mr. Lincoln’s face! Haskell is totally twisting the knife!]
[That’s our golden boy! Who else would dare to troll Mr. Lincoln to his face like that?]
[Okay, I kind of ship it. Is that wrong?]
[Don’t be gross, they’re both engaged!]
[Seriously, if you ship everything, you’ll end up in a coffin!]
Lucius, aware of the speculative glances being thrown his way, finally spoke, his voice tight with irritation. “Mr. Palmer, this is a public event. Don’t say things that could be misinterpreted.”
“My apologies,” Haskell said, his smile unwavering. “I thought you had a fondness for Draven. My mistake. But in the future, if you wish to meet with someone from the Palmer family, just let me know. There’s no need to be sneaky about it.”
Lucius was speechless. He hated the way Haskell could deliver a devastating blow with a gentle smile. The man was infuriatingly good at getting under his skin.
[Wow, that was a subtle jab. ‘Sneaky.’ Is Mr. Lincoln into some kinky stuff?]
[It’s clear who’s winning this war of words. Mr. Lincoln can’t keep up.]
[Haskell is known for being a smiling assassin. He kills you with kindness.]
Unable to take any more, Lucius’s gaze dropped to Haskell’s legs. “I was just concerned, Mr. Palmer,” he said, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. “With your… condition, I didn’t want to bother you.”
The jab didn’t faze Haskell in the slightest. “You’re too kind, Mr. Lincoln. But my legs will heal. I’m afraid you’ll be stuck with that ‘eternal second–best‘ title for the rest of your life.”
“But if it bothers you that much, you could always relocate your entire family to Myanmar. I hear the Lincoln family’s business thrives there, with fewer… restrictions. But you’d better move quickly. You wouldn’t want to end up in a prison cell next to your uncle.”
Lucius’s eyes blazed with fury.
Damon shot to his feet. “Mr. Palmer, that’s enough! This is a public forum. Please, watch your tone.”
“But wasn’t it Mr. Lincoln who brought up my legs first?” Haskell asked, his expression one of perfect innocence. “Ever since my accident, my father has been concerned about my mental state. He says I’ve become… emotionally fragile. He even hired a famous psychiatrist from overseas to help me.”
“And Mr. Lincoln’s words just now… they were quite triggering. I may have said some things I didn’t mean. I hope a man in perfect health such as himself can find it in his heart to forgive me. Otherwise, I might think that Mr. Lincoln only brings up the things that he’s most insecure about himself.”
“For example, his obsession with my legs might make one think that he’s relieved that I’m temporarily out of commission, giving him a chance to finally step out of my shadow.”
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Chapter 459
Damon was seething but couldn’t say a word. Lucius was also speechless.
[Damn! Haskell looks so refined, but his words are brutal!]
[And he’s so calm! You can’t even tell he’s angry!]
[If you just looked at his face, you’d think he was just catching up with an old friend!]
Lucius took a deep breath. “Haskell, whether or not your legs heal depends on Larissa’s treatment.” He paused, then lowered his voice, his tone menacing. “And I’m afraid she might not get the chance to finish it.”
In an instant, Haskell’s smile vanished, replaced by a look of pure, unadulterated fury. “You are not powerful enough to threaten her,” he said, his voice a low growl.
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