Chapter 769:
“I could have the driver take you back to Kitaso,” Elliott’s voice chimed in from behind.
Robin’s brow immediately furrowed in annoyance, and he whipped around, glaring daggers at Elliott. He knew exactly what game Elliott and Dylan were playing. They were trying to keep him away from Christina, eager to send him packing before he even had a chance to make a move.
But Robin had only just arrived in Dorfield. He hadn’t even engaged Christina in the fight they had promised yet. And they thought they could send him back to Kitaso? Not a chance. The more they tried to shove him out, the more determined he became to dig in his heels.
“Instead of targeting me, Elliott, you’d do better figuring out how to outmatch Dylan.” Robin flung the remark over his shoulder and climbed into the car where Chloe was seated. Since Chloe was living with Christina, riding along with her would take him straight to Christina’s place. He couldn’t help but admire his quick thinking.
As Chloe’s car rolled past Elliott, Robin leaned toward the window, flashing a mocking smirk, and said, “Trying to kick me out? Don’t waste your efforts. I’m not going anywhere. No one can make me!”
With that, Robin scrunched his face into a playful grimace and rolled up the window. The car continued forward.
Elliott stayed rooted where he was, watching the vehicle disappear into the distance. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Robin hadn’t changed a bit. Always defiant, always doing the opposite of what he was told, just to be difficult.
Elliott let out a quiet laugh, murmuring under his breath, “Robin, you’ve walked straight into my trap.”
Everything he’d said had been deliberate. He wanted Robin to stay—he needed Robin to stay to help take on Dylan. But right now, the real issue at hand was Brendon.
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Elliott’s eyes narrowed, and the faint smile slowly faded from his face. Brendon still seemed to have a firm hold on Christina’s heart.
But Elliott refused to believe that the three of them together couldn’t erase Brendon from Christina’s heart. The three of them working together should be enough. Brendon needed to be kicked out of the picture before they could even think about anything else.
Meanwhile, Robin was busy racking his brain for reasons to stick around Christina a little longer, completely unaware that he had walked straight into Elliott’s carefully laid plan.
Inside the black SUV, Christina had had more than a few drinks. Her face was flushed, and every now and then, a hiccup escaped her lips. She was still conscious, but everything around her felt floaty and distant, like she was drifting through a dream.
“If you’re feeling sleepy, just lean on me and take a nap,” Dylan said softly.
Hearing his unusually gentle tone, Christina blinked and looked up at him, dazed. Had she heard that right? His voice had been so unexpectedly tender that goosebumps prickled along her skin unbidden.
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