Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren) novel Chapter 474

At that moment, Jason was helping Victor organize his clothes for the next day. Hearing his complaint, he simply offered a small, silent smile.

Victor had a short temper and was an extreme perfectionist. If the household staff did something even slightly out of line with his expectations, he would fly into a rage.

Jason was only a few months older than Victor but was far more mature.

In the short time they had been living together, he had already figured out Victor’s temperament. With a single glance or gesture from Victor, Jason could guess what he wanted.

As a result, their bond had grown incredibly strong. The Lockridges naturally arranged for them to be together constantly—studying together, riding in the same car to and from school, and even having adjacent rooms.

Lately, because of the trouble with Theresa, Victor had often pulled him into his room for late-night talks.

When Jason didn’t respond, Victor paused and sat up.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” he demanded, annoyed.

Jason was popular at school; girls flocked around him. Victor was the opposite. The moment he appeared, girls scattered like mice from a cat, not even daring to look him in the eye.

Victor figured that since Jason was so well-liked by girls, he must understand them.

He wanted Jason’s validation, and even if he couldn’t get that, he wanted to know what he should do.

Jason neatly folded the clothes and then turned around.

He was wearing casual loungewear, his lean frame tall and slender.

The soft light fell on his light brown, fluffy hair, making him seem even more approachable.

He smiled and said, “I'm a little hungry. Let's go downstairs and get something to eat.”

Victor was silent for a beat.

Unimpressed but hungry, he stood up from the sofa. “I'll call the chef.”

As two teenage boys in the middle of a growth spurt, no matter how much they ate for dinner, they would inevitably get hungry late at night and go searching for food.

“It’s too late today, the chefs have all gone home,” Jason said, glancing at the wall clock. “I’ll make something.”

Victor didn’t think much of it. If the chefs were off-duty, he could just call them back. They all lived near the Lockridge estate anyway; it would only take them a few minutes to get there.

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