Chapter 50 With Help From My Young Friend

That seemed to have improved Alfred’s mood considerably. “Have you eaten yet? Would you like Macey to help make you some supper?

“I had something before I came in, so I’m not really hungry right now.”

“Let me get you something to drink then.” Following that, Alfred stood up and went inside the kitchen. He retrieved a cup of milkshake from the fridge and went on to place it down in front of Curtis. “Kept it well-chilled, so it is still drinkable.”

“A milkshake?” Curtis was nonplussed. “I’m not going anywhere near that. Too much sugar.”

“It’s just one cup once in a while. What harm could that possibly do?” Alfred shot him a look. “Being this health conscious when you’re barely thirty makes you even more obsessive than an old man like me!”

That got Curtis subtly twitching his lips.

Acknowledging that there was no getting out of this, he slid a straw into the milkshake. Two sips from the beverage were enough to have his brows creased up in a tight furrow.

This is sickeningly sweet, but still tolerable.

“How do you find it?” Alfred asked.

“It’s all right.” Curtis chuckled as he inspected that cup of beverage. “Surely, you did not wait up for me just to make me drink this milkshake?”

“I did, actually. A young friend recommended that I try this when I went out today,” said Alfred before he let out a sigh. “I guess I must really be getting old, being received with such disdain when making my rounds at the store.”

Curtis’ expression turned dark when he heard that. “Which store was that? I’ll have Gabriel fire every single of them who were on the roster today.”

“Bah, forget it. Their jobs are hard enough as it is. Maybe it was because I showed up dressing a little too casually.” Waving his hand, Alfred then nudged the package on the coffee table toward Curtis. “Your birthday is almost here, so I went out and got you this. Go on and have a look at it.”

Curtis unwrapped the gift box to find two designer neckties in very tasteful colorways.

“Hmm. Pretty nice.”

It was rare that the usually fussy Curtis would also take such a liking toward the ties. Alfred puffed up his chest, seemingly very pleased

in amusement. “Looks

return home in such a

I bet she’s already attached. How could there be any chance for

Curtis, you have been spending quite a bit of time working

“Not as yet.”

picky and find yourself someone who you like. I’m not that old-fashioned, so you don’t have to bother too much about what your uncles think. I’ve raised you myself, Curtis. You grew up without any

as three children of their own already. Then consider your own position. Without a wife and children, how much could you realistically expect to receive for your share of the inheritance? As things stand, most of it will likely go to them as and when I

a ripe old age,” a solemn Curtis insisted. “I’m

is the full circle of life, so I’ve made my peace

handsome and strapping Curtis

Faymon family simply owes this boy

in a couple of days. Let me look into it when I return. I’d

drew a smile from Alfred who even went on to advise him further. “You know that the money is always going to be there, so why don’t you learn to live like those young people out there, and try going on a date more often for

spite of Alfred’s concern for him, he

pair chatted, Curtis’ phone

the call came from Gabriel, Curtis picked it up right away with the assumption that it must be about

following Ms. Garland. He had just informed me that she had gotten herself drunk at Heavenly Palace,” Gabriel said. “He doesn’t quite know what to do because the friend

you’re trying to tell me here? Are you clueless just like him?” Curtis was so annoyed that he started scoffing. “Are you calling me because you are expecting me to fix

She’d be due to fly off in a few days’ time, so that makes me

that, Curtis massaged his

and Jefferson used to be an item, and this time, Jefferson was also angling toward clinching that deal. In view of that, the latter would

backup. Go link up with Curtis directly and escort her home,” Curtis

thing is, Mr. Faymon…” an apprehensive Gabriel said. “Elizabeth has an upset stomach and is on a drip, so I’m currently keeping her company at the hospital. You know that I wouldn’t have called to

with Curtis. “It’s just a cat. Surely it won’t run off by itself even if you left

my Elizabeth.” Gabriel solemnly corrected him. “I can’t allow anything to happen to her because she’s the very reason

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