The Kiss that Sparked it All (Ellinor and Theo) novel Chapter 1263

Chapter 1263 

Chase’s smirk sent shivers down Jacob’s spine, giving him the uneasy feeling that his job was on the line. 

“Alright, Mr. Larios, we’re heading out!” Belinda broke the silence, pulling Jacob towards the shopping mall. 

Chase stood still for a moment as if he were contemplating something, then got into his car and left. 

Belinda quickly dragged Jacob through the glass doors of the mall, then sneakily looked back. She finally relaxed after seeing that Chase had left. 

Jacob looked at her, a bit puzzled. “Belinda, what’s the deal between you and Mr. Larios? Why does he seem to have a grudge against 

me?” 

Belinda snapped back to reality, looking guiltily at Jacob. “I’m sorry, Jacob. I didn’t mean to drag you into this.” 

Jacob quickly shook his head. “No, it’s not that! I’m just worried If Mr. Larios is my romantic rival, I don’t stand a chance.” 

Belinda let out an awkward laugh. “Don’t overthink it! Everyone at the company knows what kind of person Mr. Larios is. He’s a well-known playboy who flirts with every girl he meets. Even if he’s interested in me, it’s not serious.” 

After hearing this, Jacob seemed a bit relieved. “I thought you might be into a guy like Mr. Larios. He’s funny, handsome, and successful.” 

Belinda looked a little guilty. “Let’s not talk about him anymore; it’s ruining the mood! You took the day off to hang out with me, so let’s enjoy the mall. You seemed a bit uneasy eating earlier; let me treat you to another meal!”- 

When Chase got home, he saw Collin standing in the hallway like a guardian angel. 

His distracted expression turned serious, and he looked at Collin with hostility. “What are you doing here?” 

Collin politely nodded. “Mr. Larios, I’m here on Mr. Blanchet’s orders to protect Ellinor.” 

Chase frowned and scoffed. “That’s redundant! Tell Mr. Blanchet that we can take care of Ellinor ourselves; we don’t need a Casanova like him for this.” 

Collin, having been with Theo for years, had developed a thick skin. He politely smiled. “How dare you call Mr. Blanchet a Casanova?! He can’t compete with you, nor would he dare to call himself a Casanova.” 

Chase was left speechless. 

He was a Casanova. 

But was he really that much of a player? Had his reputation spread that far? 

He couldn’t refute it, but he also didn’t react well. “I’m home now; I’ll take care of her; you can go.”