Chapter 253 The Oldest Clash In The Myth Of Man—Sibling Rivalry

Every action Adrian took was out of respect for the wealthy young man. He oozed obeisance—from his slightly bent posture to the way every word required some form of mental appraisal before Adrian could confidently verbalize it, simply because he could not risk offending him. “Apologies, but Zayn hung up before he could give me a definite answer,” Adrian answered with a hint of reverence. The man smiled. “Oh? Is that so?” He removed the pair of shades that he had been wearing to reveal a face that looked all too similar to Zayn Larson himself. In fact, the resemblance was quite uncanny, though he was slightly more attractive than the latter. “He’ll come back; no doubt about it. I know him,” he continued, his lips quivering into a cryptic smile, before seemingly murmuring to himself, “Oh, brother of mine. Lady Luck has a bias for you, doesn’t she? You didn’t end up dead or missing after that incident from four years ago. In fact, you managed to escape and hide under the Carters’ roof