Zephyr looked at him icily, an alert and dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.

Nicholas chuckled coldly as he looked at the man thoughtfully. “Marcus, the rental and renovation cost quite a dime, huh? Where did you get so much money from?”

“None of your concern.” Zephyr looked stony and cold.

“I took care of you when we were behind bars, bro.” Nicholas was overbearing. “Hah, you can let me know if you lack money. I’ll lend it to you for sure. I won’t let you suffer!”

“Thanks but no thanks.”

“I’m not expecting such determination! Marcus, you aren’t like what they say, right? That you’ve been depending on your wife?”

Nicholas’ eyes went to Cordelia, who was behind Zephyr when he spoke.

Zephyr clenched his fists, the veins on his toned forearms clear to sight.

nonsense.” Cordelia’s voice

wide, resolute, and fearless. She might be soft in certain matters but stood firm when someone picked

my husband gifted me this shop. We don’t need your money! He’s hardworking and takes care of the family now, giving me what he earns. From what I see,

next time. Stop judging others

him. He hummed a while later, saying, “Pretty, it’s not that my

sent him to

straight at him. “You’re not welcome

around and took off his sunglasses. It had been eight years. The person in front of him was the same but not anymore. Their gazes were no longer what they

smile. “Ms. Quimby, how have you

tried his best to stop his voice from

business. We don’t want to spoil the fun because of

it?” Nicholas snorted and pointed at the two lines of flower baskets outside. “I

someone like this as a friend?” Nicholas’ gaze was

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