Chapter 240 Fun, Finance & Fuckery II
Dickson stared at Liam like he had just stepped out of an alternate reality. His brow furrowed slightly as he looked Liam up and down, scanning the familiar yet suddenly foreign sight in front of him. Liam? This wasn’t the same guy he knew. The Liam standing in front of him now was a stranger—a different Liam. Did he just say ’fun’?
It was a strange, almost out-of-place word coming from someone like Liam, who was usually so laser-focused, driven, and in tune with every situation. The vibe Liam gave off now seemed lighter, looser... almost too carefree. Dickson blinked a few times, trying to process the shift in atmosphere.
The silence stretched uncomfortably between them. Dickson could feel the awkwardness beginning to settle in, so he cleared his throat, trying to break the tension. "So, uh, what do you wanna do?" he asked, his tone a little unsure. It felt like a question he hadn’t expected to ask.
Liam didn’t respond immediately, his gaze turning inward as if he was thinking, his eyes narrowing in quiet contemplation. Then, as though snapping out of some trance, he shrugged, rolling his shoulders back. "I don’t know. You decide."
Dickson blinked again, but this time with a smirk on his lips. You decide? It was a strange turn of events. Liam, who had been so deliberate in every action up until now, was throwing the ball into his court. Normally, this would’ve been the last thing Liam would do. It wasn’t like him to let go of control. He rubbed his hands together, then stood up from his chair and clicked off his computer, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"You’re going to regret giving me this much power," Dickson said, his grin widening.
Liam raised an eyebrow, glancing sideways at Dickson. "What are you planning, Dickhead?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest, unsure of whether to be suspicious or amused.
Dickson’s shrug was nonchalant, but the gleam in his eyes said it all. "Nothing... Just partying, drinking, and girls."
Liam’s eyes widened. That? Right now? "That now?" he asked, his voice laced with surprise.
But Dickson just shook his head, chuckling at Liam’s reaction. "Of course not. We have to wait until evening. In the meantime, we’ll prepare. You can’t just show up at a party like this without proper... attire."
Liam raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Prepare?"