Chapter 65

Gile's Point of View

"Oh, James?" I stopped walking when I noticed a man walking out from the mansion.

He also stopped, "Giles," he smiled before walking towards me. "How are you? Did you get a lot of girls out there?"

I chuckled, "I'm loyal, bro. I have someone in my heart."

He nodded, "That's new to hear from you."

I laughed and punched his chest, "By the way, what are you doing here? How did you know where we were living? And... What happened to your cheek? Why is it red? Did someone slap you? Did you meet our princess?"

"Wait, wait," he chuckled, "Just one question at a time, I can no longer follow your questions."

"Fine, how did you know where we live?" I asked.

"From a friend," he shrugged. "Next question?"

I wanted to ask which friend he was referring to, but I have more questions to ask.

"Did someone slap you? Your left cheek is red," I asked while looking at his cheek.

"Oh," he touched his left cheek and awkwardly avoided my eyes, "Yeah, someone slapped me."

"Hey, wait," I gr