Maddox lifted his eyes as his gaze swept across Geoffrey's face. Then, he asked composedly, "Does this have anything to do with me?"
His disdainful and indifferent tone as well as the extremely cold look in his eyes made Geoffrey confused. He was almost convinced that the man in front of him was not the one who rushed to the bar and rescued Minerva that night.
Was he the same person?
Why was there such a big difference?
Geoffrey narrowed his eyes as he walked closer to him. He glanced at him and asked, "Are you really the Sebastian I know of? Did someone switch bodies with you overnight?"
A dangerous look appeared in Maddox's narrowed eyes.
Geoffrey added, as though he did not notice the look in Maddox's gaze, "If you really are the Sebastian I know, why is there such a big difference in attitude"
"You can leave now if there's nothing else you have to say," Maddox ordered him to leave. Then, he turned around and went downstairs.
Geoffrey caught up with him quickly and babbled, "Tell me, Sebastian, just give me a definite answer. What exactly do you think about that woman? Didn't you go to the bar to save her? Why didn't you respond when I sent you a picture of her today?"
Maddox suddenly stopped and so did Geoffrey. He continued to pester Maddox, "Just tell me."
Maddox looked at him coldly and said, "You really are nosy as hell."
"Why can't I be curious at what makes my good friend act so abnormally? Don't you know that she is not feeling well today? Her face was as pale as a ghost... I was worried just looking at her."
Geoffrey recalled the way Minerva had returned from the washroom. Her face was so pale that it was almost translucent, and there was not a trace of color on her lips. However, she managed to look better after eating lunch. Nevertheless, Geoffrey did not dare to have her stay any longer. He quickly sent Minerva back, then rushed to find Maddox.
When he heard that she was unwell, something flashed through Maddox's dark eyes. However, before he could say anything, a soft woman's voice came from downstairs.
"Sebastian, I've cut some fruits. Oh, Geoffrey...
you're here?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Geoffrey could not help but look downstairs.
At that moment, the two of them were standing on the stairs. When Geoffrey saw Monica standing downstairs with a plate of fruit in her hands, his expression immediately turned ugly.
Monica was wearing a seductive dress today. Her long and curly hair draped over her shoulders flirtatiously. Her makeup was thick, and she was looking at them with a charming smile.
"So you are here as well."
Upon saying this, Geoffrey felt as though there was a weight on his chest, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Meanwhile, Monica's smile was sweet as she nodded her head gently.
"Well, since you're here, come down and have some fruits with me and Sebastian."
After she finished saying those words, Monica turned around walked into the living room with the fruits.
Geoffrey felt that his throat was dry. He stared at Maddox's handsome side profile. Maddox's gaze was distant and he looked enigmatic.
"You... didn't show up because of her?" Geoffrey couldn't help but frown.
Maddox's brows furrowed as his thoughts drifted back to before.
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