“Okay, as Long as you know what you’re doing.”

Wesley’s eyes had been glued to her the whole time. But oblivious to his intent gaze, Blair texted her friend, drinking soybean milk.

“Thanks, my friend. Oh, right. Don’t tell my cousin.”

Although Hartwell deeply appreciated Wesley’s abilities, which he had witnessed in the military, he disliked Blair getting too close to him.

He had sternly warned the girl to stay away from Wesley once. That was particularly why Blair didn’t want Joslyn to tell Hartwell anything. If he found out about the two of them, there was going to be too much fuss for her to deal with.

Joslyn wrote back, “Alright, got it. Just use the money. It’s from your cousin, so you don’t owe me anything. If I am short of anything, he’ll give me more. You worry about yourself.”

Blair sent a thumbs-up emoji and replied, “Wow! You lucky girl! I envy you so much. Don’t show off to me so early in the early, huh?”

Angela’s Library

jumped. Startled, her hand shook violently for a moment and

the bowl with one hand, and pulling a tissue with his other hand. He began to wipe her phone,

on the

transferred fifty thousand dollars

was wrong to peek at other people’s chat logs. But

the urge to know more about her. Besides, who wasn’t going to be curious after seeing a transfer log

he scrolled up and down the chat log, fast reading her messages with Joslyn. Before she could shift her eyes back to her phone,

phone was completely soaked in the soybean milk, she comforted the girl, “Don’t be upset, Blair. Your phone is old. I’ll buy you a new one soon.” She had

Blair shook her head.

still functional. I am not that interested in phones and I’ll buy a

of Blair. According to what he could read from the chat log, she was going

phone for herself. Even if she were to spend a thousand dollars on Cecelia,

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