Chapter 621: I've Got Your Back

“No matter where you come from, the choice is always in your own hands,” Zane Langdon said suddenly.

Jasper Rockwell mulled it over for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

“Yeah, you’re right! The choice is in my own hands. To be honest, I really admire you! As a public figure, a huge star beloved by so many, you haven’t let your status tie you down. You don’t live inside a rigid box; you’re pretty free-spirited.”

“In some ways, I think we’re a lot alike,” Jasper Rockwell said, looking up at Zane Langdon, his eyes smiling and sparkling brightly.

Zane Langdon glanced at him before looking away, suppressing the flutter he felt in his heart.

Jasper Rockwell suddenly raised an arm and slung it around Zane Langdon’s shoulder. “Thanks, you know.”

“For what?”

“I feel like I’ve been really happy during my time as your personal assistant. After the Death Track race, I’m going back to the Rockwell Family. My grandpa is getting old, and it’s time I did a few things to make him happy and do right by him.”

“You’re going back to Rockwellburg?”

“Yep. Soon I won’t be around to annoy you anymore. You must be pretty happy about that, huh? Bet you can’t wait for me to leave.”

‘Not at all.’ Zane Langdon’s lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

“Come on, drink up!” Jasper Rockwell picked up his bottle and clinked it against the one in Zane Langdon’s hand. “Why’d you only buy two cans? You’re so cheap! We haven’t even started, and they’re almost gone.”

“Once you’ve finished the race and won the prize money, I’ll drink with you to your heart’s content.”

“You said it! When that time comes, it’s my treat! I’ll make sure to drink you under the table!”

“Jasper Rockwell, do you need a coach?”

“I… I do!” Jasper Rockwell was stunned for a second, then tightened his arm around Zane Langdon’s shoulder. “Are you going to introduce me to someone?”

“How about me?” Zane Langdon suddenly looked at Jasper Rockwell, his expression more serious than ever before.

“You… Are you sure? You’re not joking, are you? If Sean Coleman finds out, he’ll probably want to kill me for dragging you into my shenanigans again.”

“So, are you in or not?” Zane Langdon asked again.

Jasper Rockwell looked troubled. “Does Sean Coleman know about this? Would he even agree?”

“This has nothing to do with anyone else.”

“It won’t affect your work, will it?”

“I’m on a break right now.”

“Alright, then! It’s a deal! You’re such an expert, and you’ve even raced the Death Track before. With you coaching me, I’ll be unstoppable!”

“Get up early tomorrow. I’ll pick you up downstairs at eight and take you somewhere.”

“You got it!”

‘It was precisely because they were so similar that he hadn’t tried to talk Jasper Rockwell out of it. He would do everything in his power to help Jasper finish this race.’

‘The outcome of the race wasn’t important. What mattered was that Jasper Rockwell didn’t get into an accident during it.’

‘Of course, once the race started, all bets were off. Anything could happen. But with the time they had, they could work to minimize the risks as much as possible.’

…

It was already very late when Jasper Rockwell returned to his apartment in Jansburg.

He flipped on the lights and saw a figure sitting in the living room, which made him jump back several steps in fright.

Silas Rockwell turned to look at Jasper Rockwell and smiled. “You’re back?”

“Silas? What are you doing in Jansburg? You didn’t even tell me you were coming! Wait, how do you have a key to my place? Did you get it from Evan Fairchild?”

Tommy had been the one to arrange this apartment for Jasper Rockwell, so when his older brother suddenly appeared in his home, he naturally made the connection.