NABC Chapter 1273 - 1270: Even You Want to Push Me Away?
Chapter 1273 - 1270: Even You Want to Push Me Away?
"Cough, cough, cough—""Actually, let me just say it, dear Sebastian, if you have any thoughts about me, just say it out loud. Like earlier, I won’t refuse, hmm?"
His deep almond eyes squinted slightly, looking at the robust man in front of him, as if to say, "Come on darling, I’m starving for it..."
Barrett Scott flipped his cool silver hair and gave a devilish smile, "Darling, shall we battle three hundred rounds tonight~ hmm?"
Sebastian Yansford’s eyes narrowed slightly, "You think you can handle it?"
Barrett Scott winked his left eye, throwing a very seductive look, "If I don’t make you collapse, I’m not Barrett Scott!"
Sebastian Yansford: "..."
Barrett Scott: "Are you coming or not?" His friend’s late-night visit didn’t annoy him; instead, he got interested and kept teasing him, "Old rules, hmm?"
Old rules!
Sebastian Yansford frowned a bit, clearly very cool and distant, but extremely alluring: "Hmm, do as you please!"
And so.
Barrett Scott stood up, without a word, took off his coat, and tossed it roughly onto the big bed: "All right, just you wait for me!"
He then walked out of the room shirtless, went downstairs, and after a while, came back up carrying a big box of red wine like that.
"Come on, if I don’t drink you under the table tonight, I won’t believe I’m Barrett! I’ll take your damn last name and call myself Yansford, okay?"
Sebastian Yansford sat down on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, not backing down: "When have I ever been afraid of drinking with you."
...
Downstairs, the maids who hadn’t gone to bed were puzzled: "Why is the Eldest Young Master taking so much wine upstairs?"
"No idea!"
"Whenever the Eldest Young Master is in a bad mood, he drinks alone in his room, but there’s no way he can drink that much tonight, right?"
"Should we go check it out?"
"What do you want to check? Never mind. When we tried to persuade him before, things always went sideways. Honestly, there’s nothing wrong with him liking men, but the old master doesn’t see it that way... It’s normal for the Eldest Young Master to have mood swings."
"That’s true..."
The maids whispered among themselves for a bit and didn’t think much more of it.
When Sebastian Yansford arrived, the island and the villa remained unnoticed by the bodyguards. As the heir of a Mafia family, his combat skills were undoubtedly top-notch, easily avoiding the bodyguards’ sight was nothing for him.
...
A few rounds in.
The room was filled with the fragrance of red wine.
The two men were just drinking like that.
The villa here is very luxurious; the master bedroom on the second floor where Barrett Scott stays is exceptionally lavish, furnished in a style reminiscent of European palaces.
Their movements in the room weren’t loud at all, so no one even knew that Sebastian Yansford had come to Barrett Scott’s room.
After a few glasses, Sebastian Yansford spoke: "Barrett, the Admiral has someone, and White and Ella are together. The Crown Prince even has a little bun... don’t you have any thoughts about this, hmm?"
Sebastian Yansford thought he was making himself clear enough, he should be able to understand!
However, whether Barrett Scott genuinely didn’t understand or was just pretending, he retorted, "Sebastian Yansford, are you really trying to push me away?"
Sebastian Yansford: How in the world is he pushing him away?
Clearly, he was just giving advice as a best friend for his own good!
Even though he knew he cared a lot for Barrett Scott, perhaps too much beyond the norm... but Barrett is still a man, Sebastian can be brothers with him, but definitely doesn’t mean it that way.