Chapter 17 Young Master Damian Has Gone Missing Again

• Jordan's mood dropped a notch at that.
• As he held the wet pieces of paper in his hand, a cold smile began to appear on his face.
• This was the first time in his life that he had cash thrown at him.
• D*mn woman who doesn't know any better, he thought.
• He wouldn't have taken his jacket off for her if he hadn't met her yesterday!
• Jordan let out a humorless laugh and as he lifted his gaze, he was greeted by the sight of Rachel being surrounded by his friends.
• As he saw that, his frown deepened as he took hurried steps to follow after her.
• Rachel didn't seem embarrassed nor panicked even when she was surrounded by the men.
• Instead, her eyes began to scan their faces, one by one.
• Young Master Howard from the Sutton Family.
• The successor of the Wolf Family, Quentin Wolf.
• The Young Master from the Chester Family…
• They were all elites from the noblest families in Seaview City.
• Four years ago… No, she had met them briefly five years ago before the series of tragedies had happened.
• The only thing was––they all thought that she, Rachel Yates, had passed away.
• I bet none of them would ever guess that I'm that Young Miss from the Yates Family, she mused.
• "Pretty lady, why were you in the river?" Howard immediately began to flirt. "Even your clothes are wet! Why don't I bring you to get some fresh new ones from the mall?"
• Seeing how Jordan seemed to have been rejected earlier, Howard was the first one among the rest of them to approach her.
• He was confident in his skills as he had never been rejected by a woman before. And yet, the woman in question didn't even spare him a glance. "Piss off," she spat.
• "But we were the ones who booked this place! How am I the one who is supposed to piss off?" Howard teased with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He suddenly leaned closer to her and continued, "I'll let you go if you give me your name and contact."
• A pained howl could be heard across the area the next second.
• No one saw what had happened, but her attack was evident as Howard was now lying on the ground in a pathetic state.
• She patted imaginary dust off her palms and nonchalantly said, "Young Master Howard, you are still as indecent as you once were."
• She then kicked him out of her way before walking out of the crowd.
• Caught off-guard, no one went forward to stop her from leaving.
• "Are you okay, Howard?" one of the men asked.
• Howard scrambled to get up from the ground as the pain still lingered, but his voice was rather joyous when he spoke next. "I---I'm fine! Did you guys hear that? She said that I'm as indecent as I used to be! Which means that she knows me! That is why I said that she looked really familiar! I just can't recall who she is at the moment."
• Quentin's eyes rolled at that. "Tell me, is there anyone in Seaview City who doesn't know of your reputation? You are the infamous Casanova from the Suttons, after all."
• His eyes then landed on Jordan, who was striding toward them.
• "And also, Jordan was interested in her first. Why don't you give up on her? It's for your own good," Quentin continued as he pulled Howard up.
• Upon hearing that, Howard uninhibitedly demanded, "Interested in her first? My ass. Jordan, are you going to get a stepmother for your two brats at home?"
• Jordan let out a cold 'hmph' at that.
• How could he bring a step-mom into the family for his boys when he didn't even have plans to marry the biological mother of his sons?
• Furthermore, that woman seems to have a daughter…
• Just as he was about to warn Howard to not touch a married woman, who also had a child, his phone started to buzz fervently.
• He quickly recognized the Ford Family's bodyguard's caller ID when his eyes swept across the screen. A panicked voice soon came through the phone.
• "Mr. Ford, Young Master Damian has slipped out again!"
• After Rachel had left Riverside Estate, she decided to not retrieve her car from the cemetery and went straight to the main road to grab a taxi.
• With her top-notch looks and banging body that the black jacket could hardly conceal, the taxi driver kept checking her out through the rearview mirror.
• However, he could tell from the cold expression on her face that she was not one to be trifled with.
• Not having the guts to do more than that, the driver finally dropped her off at the villa area by the lakeside.
• Then, Rachel paid him the fees, got out of the car, and started walking into the neighborhood when a soft voice rang out from behind, instantly stopping her in her tracks.
• "Stop right there, woman."
• What a familiar voice…
• She turned around, only to see a child who looked like a steamed bun standing there, looking at her.
• Isn't this the child from the airport the day before?
• "What are you doing here?" she asked, slightly weirded out by the coincidence.
• Damian kept his greedy eyes on her as he slowly approached her.
• He had come here right after his bodyguard located Rachel's whereabouts.
• He didn't know why he did what he did, but he knew that he wanted to see her no matter what!
• Rachel lifted her gaze to peek behind Damian and a frown immediately appeared when she realized that the child was alone. "You," she warned. "Did you sneak out again?"
• "No I didn't!"
• Damian denied it without hesitating, which made it sound even more suspicious.
• His small pink lips pressed into a line. "I lost my kitty. I came here to look for her. Can you help me look for her as well, please?"
• Rachel couldn't say no to a four-year-old child, so she asked in a gentle tone, "What color is your kitty? How old is she?"
• At that, the two of them went on to look for the missing cat. Meanwhile, the Ford family had fallen into an utter mess from searching for their missing young master…