Old Mr. Jarvis gave Old Mr. Quintin a knowing look, “Ease up in front of Evelyn, will ya? No need to startle the kid with your ruckus.”

Old Mr. Quintin shot a glance back at Old Mr. Jarvis but got the hint. Turning to Evelyn, he said, “It’s nothing for you to worry about, pumpkin. It’s getting late. You head off to bed. Me and Jarvis will chat for a bit longer.”

Evelyn could tell they had things to discuss and didn’t insist on staying. She simply said, “Alright, but you two try not to stay up arguing, okay?”

“Don’t you worry, we won’t,” Old Mr. Quintin’s voice was gentle. “Off you go, up to bed.”

“Okay,” Evelyn nodded obediently. “Goodnight, Grandpa. Goodnight, Mr. Jarvis.”

“Night, kiddo,” Old Mr. Jarvis called out with a chuckle.

Once Evelyn had left, Old Mr. Jarvis’ smile faded. “Gab’s not into Evelyn, and even if he was, there’s always Miss West to consider. What’s the rush?”

Old Mr. Quintin stubbornly retorted, “I’m not fretting for Nana; I’m worried about Gab. You really comfortable with him hanging around that girl every day?”

don’t even have the full picture and you’re already painting her in a bad light. Public relations is a respectable

defending her? You really want that

it, the angrier he got, his words laced with sarcasm. “Seems like she’s got a real connection with your

“I’ve got nothing to say to

to you either. Tomorrow I’m calling Estelle over. I need to get

bed,” Old Mr. Jarvis said, rising and heading to his bedroom with an air of

left stewing, itching to call Gabriel right then to figure out

was ill, he thought to call and check

dial out, his phone rang.

to

just got back from the grocery store, and someone was following me. They’re still outside my place and haven’t left.

furrowed. “Someone’s tailing you? Did you

trembled with fear. “I’m

Don’t open the door for anyone until I get

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