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Chapter 129: -Missed calls?-

Chapter 129: -Missed calls?-

"Missed calls?" Staring at the notification on his screen with raised brows, Olivia quickly peeked her head in.

"Max, you have a missed call?"

"Yeah, from my sis." Putting the phone away, he picked up his underwear and slipped it on.

"I can’t find my bra." Olivia, after searching a bit, turned towards him with her flat chest.

"There." Putting on his shirt, he pointed at a piece of fabric lying on the small counter in the booth.

"Thanks." With an embarrassed glow, Olivia quickly went to pick it up.

A few minutes later, after repeatedly asking him about their appearance, they left the booth.

Walking into the elevator, they found their way outside the VVIP entrance, with the stern-looking man still there. With no need to check anything on them, they found the silver Bentley waiting just where he parked it.

From how empty the VIP parking lot was, there was no need to guess they were the only VIPs who attended the game—let alone VVIP.

"No, you won’t drive this time around. Let me."

Just as he pulled out the key, Annabelle snatched it from him and opened the doors.

"Max, you sit at the front. We’ll sit at the back," Ava chipped in with a smile that wasn’t a smile.

"Okay."

And just like that, they drove home after spending almost two to three hours at the game.

Along the way, he joined their discussions a few times before focusing on the road, even though he wasn’t the one driving.

Soon, the Riders Estate sign showed up. After it came the big old mansion in the midst of a green field that stretched past the limit of their vision.

"If you don’t mind, we—the ladies’ team—want to go and have our bath."

"We all still have your cum inside us." With a speechless tilt of his head at Ava, she quickly placed her hand over her mouth with an "oops" expression.

"Well... I want to be alone for a while."

Crooking his neck a bit, Max found himself rejecting their offer with a slight shake of his head as he explained.

"Sure then, we’ll catch you later."

"Bye."

Closing the door, he heard them giggle a bit before slumping on the bed.

(13:00 PM)

(5 Missed Calls.) A red angled phone icon sat next to it.

Earlier, he had lied to Olivia without checking who the real caller was.

Swiping up, it was an unknown caller ID.

Furrowing his brows, Max called back the number.

However, all he heard was the automated voice telling him the dialed number was switched off and he could leave a voicemail.

Trying the number again, Max could only sigh, take off his shirt, and enter the bathroom.

When he was done, he slipped under the sheets and fell into a deep slumber. But before that, he made sure the door lock clicked.

He still needed to recover from the drain of having a foursome.

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Later that evening...

As the cool glow of sunset cast into his room—

"Hmm—" Max heaved heavily.

He squinted and rubbed his eyes to adjust to the dim light.

Raising the sheets, he stretched his limbs with reinvigorated energy, feeling refreshed and his strength recovered.

One minute... two minutes... four minutes...

As minutes passed, Max lay still, silently observing the ceiling in a daze as he recounted today’s events.

’Olivia, Annabelle, and Ava... what a blast.’

With vivid images of their intercourse in his head, Max sensed the redirected flow of his blood rapidly inflating the size of his dick.

However—

**Knock! Knock!**

Two short knocks came from the door, interrupting his thought.

Standing up, he went to unlock the door, then opened it to reveal a slender lady in a professional maid uniform.

Staring at her, there was a brief intentional silence between them before she finally managed to look up at his face with a composed expression.

"There’s a gathering outside, west of the mansion. They want you to join them," she spoke politely, then stretched out her hands to give him the clothes she was holding.

’West side?’ Max thought, realizing he had no clue where that was, even if it was said to be in the west.

"Wait—I’ll need you to take me there," he said coolly, prompting the slender lady to automatically nod while trying not to glance at his upper body.

"Okay."

She gave a polite nod.

Five minutes later, Max was out in a bandana shirt and blue shorts.

A simple, clean look.

Under the lead of the slender lady, they took a few turns between the hallways and finally reached a door, similar to the one that led to the garage.

There, under the soft cascading sunset, the golden light filtered through the slats of a wooden pergola, casting warm stripes across the stone-topped counters of a well-built outdoor kitchen.

A stainless steel grill hissed softly as smoke curled upward, carrying the scent of sizzling meat into the air.

Stationed right outside the kitchen was a long makeshift table with more than ten occupants—chatting, exchanging warm banter.

Olivia, Ivy, Ava... As his eyes scanned the lovely, lively scene of what a great happy family should be like, he was surprised to see the people manning the grill.

His big-figured aunty, Raven, was surprisingly a chef—and no ordinary one at that.

The way she held the tongs while turning over the juicy burgers and skewers loaded with marinated chicken and bell peppers was swift, experienced, and very skilled.

Due to the heat, strands of hair clung to her forehead. Max almost awed at her beauty.

Smiling—

"Who’s ready for round two?" she called out to the other dining family members.

As she scanned the table, her eyes happened to meet Max’s.

"Oh, look who we have here."

With one call, everyone quickly turned to his walking figure.

’Right.’

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