Sorry My Step-Uncle, I'm Not Your Backup Plan novel Chapter 78

Asher paused, giving Grace a brief glance before shifting his gaze to Drake standing behind her. His voice was deliberately casual. "Drake, where are your gentlemanly manners?"

Grace froze.

She stared at Asher in disbelief.

Drake's expression darkened slightly as he met Gabriella's calm gaze.

Perhaps Gabriella hadn't truly forgotten him after all, he thought. Perhaps she was merely putting on a brave face. If he were to help another woman cross right in front of her, would she feel jealous?

With this thought, Drake extended his hand to Grace, his tone deliberately gentle. "Don't worry, Grace. I'll help you across."

Grace lowered her eyes and spoke through gritted teeth, her voice so quiet only Drake could hear: "What are you playing at? I wanted Asher to help me."

Drake responded, "If he won't help you, would you prefer to remain stranded in the middle of the stream?"

"I don't need your help either."

"Suit yourself," Drake said, suddenly releasing her hand.

"Ah!" Grace cried out dramatically, nearly losing her footing in the stream. Instinctively, she grabbed Drake's hand tightly. "Just help me across first."

Drake gave a cold laugh, mentally rolling his eyes.

Seeing that Grace was no longer in any actual danger, Asher turned away and continued walking.

The group progressed with frequent stops, and evening soon approached.

The setting sun cast a golden glow across the horizon, with birds returning to their nests and the sky ablaze with spectacular colors. The scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

At one particularly scenic viewpoint offering a perfect view of the sunset, Sebastian stopped first to take photographs.

Those following behind also paused to capture the stunning vista.

Victoria, panting and leaning heavily on her hiking pole, finally reached the spot and was immediately captured on camera by Sebastian.

He grinned mischievously as he reviewed the image on his digital camera. "That's absolutely brilGabbynt—perfect meme material in ultra-high definition."

Victoria glared at him. "Sebastian, delete that this instant!"

"Not a chance. This gem deserves to be savoured properly."

Victoria found a large rock to sit on and tilted her head to admire the sunset.

"I'm far too knackered to argue with you now. I'll sort you out properly when we get back."

When Gabriella and Asher reached the viewpoint, the sunset's golden rays bathed their faces and bodies in a warm orange glow, softening even Asher's typically sharp features.

"You two are absolutely perfect together," Sebastian remarked, aiming his camera at the photogenic couple and pressing the shutter.

In the photograph, Gabriella was squinting slightly as she gazed at the sunset, while Asher stood beside her, his eyes fixed on her with absolute devotion and adoration.

Sebastian showed the image to Asher. "Just look at that expression—I'm half in love myself. What's that poem again? 'You stand on the bridge watching the scenery, while the one watching the scenery is watching you from the tower.'"

James laughed. "Well, well, quoting poetry now, are we?"

Sebastian gave him a sidelong glance. "It's a famous verse—even I know it. I may have been more interested in sports than books at school, but you can't honestly believe I'm completely uncultured."

Victoria scoffed. "Those with the least learning are always the most eager to show it off."

"Really now," Sebastian protested, "must you undermine me at every turn? Can't you at least pretend to respect your brother in public?"

Asher examined the photograph on Sebastian's camera with clear appreciation. "Your photography lessons weren't wasted. This is excellent. Send it to me later."

Sebastian held up two fingers. "For this price."