Chapter 1108

Wesley looked at Yerick standing before him. He couldn't help but wonder if this young man was truly his son.

Was this what J wanted to tell him back then?

The complicated look on Wesley's face made Yerick furrow his brows. "Mr. Spencer, what's the matter?"

Wesley snapped back to attention. "Nothing. It must have been tough on you, losing your mother and not having your father around. How did you grow up? Did you have a relative taking care of you?"

"I was sent to the orphanage, and I grew up there."

"The orphanage?" Wesley's heart throbbed with pain. "Do you not have any other relatives?"

Yerick smiled bitterly. "What relatives? Even if I do, who'd be willing to bring around a burden like me?"

Wesley wanted to say more, but Yerick just chuckled.

"Mr. Spencer, how did we start chatting here? The traffic police will be here soon."

"That's true," Wesley said with an awkward smile. "How about this? You get in the car. Let's have lunch. It's noon, anyway. My treat."

to lunch when we only just

you. You thought I was going to jump and came to counsel me. That proves that you're a kind soul. Coincidentally, I'm in a bad mood today and need

that Yerick might

to keep you company. For some reason, I find you so amiable. Mr. Spencer, you

heart ached as he nodded.

wonder you feel like such

Wesley very much. After composing himself, he said, "Let's get in

them

to a restaurant. He told

the menu and to

toward Yerick

to me. I did comfort you with a few

is this considered breaking the bank? Order as much as you like. The more you

Yerick were his son, that made him Yerick's father; his blood was flowing

what kind of crazy coincidence brought them together like this.

Mr. Spencer. I won't stand on

mouth-wateringly good. He looked just like a carefree child in Wesley's eyes, smiling to himself and extremely

asked

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