Chapter 436

"Um, should I take you to the hospital or something?" Aiden scratched his head, sounding a bit awkward. "Looks like you hit it pretty bad." Victoria Schroeder gave him a quick once-over, then suddenly asked, "How old are you?" Aiden blinked. "Wait—what?" "Do I look like I'm asking how big your brain is?" She rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. There was a weird kind of clarity in his eyes—like, stupid but pure. "I'm twenty-eight," Aiden replied, raising an eyebrow, snapping back into peacock mode in a second. In nightlife culture, when a girl asks your age, it's usually because she's interested. Was she trying to scam him or something? Victoria squinted at him. "Too young." That hit a nerve. Aiden jumped in, offended. "Too young? What part of me looks too young? Everything about me is fully grown, okay?" "..." Now Victoria was starting to think this dude was not entirely normal. "Whatever." She peeled off her leather biker jacket and tossed it onto Aiden's car. Underneath was a black