Chapter 242
Raventon Airport.
"Hey, old man, I'm warning you now—if you pull that high-and-mighty act again and piss off my senior sister, don't even think about stepping foot in Lotus Smoke again! Forget asking her to cook for you!"
Jasper had been grousing nonstop since they walked out with the crowd.
Trailing behind him was Old Mr. Blackwell, looking every bit his age with drooping eyes and a lazy demeanor. He didn't bother responding.
It wasn't until Jasper repeated himself in frustration that he gave a half-hearted nod.
"Yeah, yeah, I got it. How many times are you gonna say it? A good meal is serious business—I wouldn't mess that up, alright?"
He'd already embarrassed himself once pretending to be all high and mighty; he wasn't about to let it happen again.
Jasper snorted. "You better remember that."
If this grumpy geezer wasn't such an old friend, Jasper wouldn't have brought him. But, credit where it's due—he really was a genius at healing. And for Claire's sake, Jasper had to bring him al

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