Chapter 675

After finishing their meal, Kathleen went to pay the bill.

Both mothers had hardly touched their food, leaving plenty behind.

Meanwhile, Corley and Owen Reynolds each had their own victories; one had snagged a sleek suit, and the other, a pair of leather shoes, both quite pleased with their finds.

Corley: "There's a coffee shop up ahead. Fancy a drink?"

Owen Reynolds: "Oh, but there's this bakery that's quite famous..."

Both spoke almost simultaneously, exchanging glances, a silent rivalry brewing.

Corley: "Roseanne, shall we go together?"

Owen Reynolds: "How about we check it out?"

Both men were eagerly awaiting her response.

Roseanne: "?"

Here we go again!

"How about this, you both go get what you want, and I'll head to the restroom?" Corley nodded: "Alright."

Then, looking at Owen Reynolds: "The professor isn't much for coffee, right?"

Owen Reynolds: "If Mr. Sullivan is treating, I wouldn't mind trying a cup." "...Alright." Corley agreed, though clearly through gritted teeth.

Owen Reynolds: "I'll return the favor, let's get Mr. Sullivan a slice of cake."

"..." That stung even more.

went their

holding a cup of coffee in each hand, unable to carry a

to ask a server

Roseanne: "I've got it."

as they

"...Silver? Silver?!"

"...Hmm? What?"

at so intently? You didn't even hear me calling." Kathleen followed her gaze,

waved it off:

her expression was

with another man, laughing and chatting over

that something couples

saw the man from behind, his style and aura hinted he wasn't

she's shopping

she's out

field?

time management, she was

the

naïve son falling for such a woman had Silver's heart frying in anxiety. "Kathleen, I... suddenly remembered something important. I

Silver hurried off.

Inside the bakery-

display case. Roseanne approached, handing him his coffee: "Professor,

"Thank Corley

He then glanced at

a teasing look: "Mr..

you shouldn't have.".

teasing look:

belongs to

Corley: "... You're welcome."

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