Chapter 1750

"Barton," Andrew interrupted. "You're talking too much."

"Sorry, sir." Barton winked at Debra before slipping out.

"Do you really pull a mean face outside?" she teased. "What's that look like? I want to see it."

But Andrew stayed chill. "He's making it up. Don't buy it."

"Oh? I thought you were different toward me. Guess it's the same for everyone," she said, faking a pout.

She snuck a glance, hoping for a reaction. He caught her little game, smiling faintly. "You've been dying to hit that new amusement park. Still wanna go?"

Her face lit up. "Didn't you say you were too busy? Did your dad finally cut you some slack? You're taking me?"

"I can squeeze in some time at three

"Three's too late."

night. It's the best I could

tone carried a hint of

family, his plate was always full. Dylan had gotten lazier over the years, dumping everything on him. Free time was a pipe

you're with me, even an hour's enough,"

ready. Barton will pick you up


up and skipped

settled back to neutral. Barton brought in some pastries, glancing

flatly. "Prep

your afternoon two days ago? Said you'd surprise Ms. Frazier with a trip to

he finished, Andrew shot him a

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