Chapter 792

Fanny and Sinclair stood there, awkwardly silent. Carlson, completely oblivious, was busy staring at Fanny. "No wonder you catch everyone's eye at the parties... ouch, Sinclair, what's your problem?" Carlson yelped as Sinclair dragged him away by the collar, leaving Fanny to mutter, "Crazy guy."

"So, Sinclair's got a Fanny now?" I teased, tilting my head with a grin.

Fanny playfully slapped my arm. "Stop it, you troublemaker. Come on, let's go bring Grandpa his birthday gift."

She pulled me along, her ears turning a shade of crimson that gave away her embarrassment.

I couldn't help but poke fun a bit more. "You know, Fanny, you're not really close with your uncle. Maybe you should consider giving Sinclair a chance. He's handsome and loaded. Keeping it in the family, so to speak."

Fanny shot me a stern look. "Licia, say that again and we're done."

"Wow, hit a nerve, did I?" I laughed.

"You better stop," Fanny warned, chasing me with playful slaps.

I dodged her, only to bump into a wall of muscle. Before I could even look up, the

familiar scent hit me.

up, I

lately, whether at the local diner or at

your way out?" Fanny quipped, clearly

I'd moved past what happened between Conrad and

replied, releasing me and checking

Mr. Anderson a happy birthday,"

me.

point where things were comfortable between us,

moment before replying,

words reminded me of Jacqueline's message and the candied

you," Conrad admitted, sincerity

your folks once I'm done with everything these

Conrad's eyes flickered with

he

the Wagner

if you're busy or..don't want

I smiled softly. "I'm not forcing

slightly, as if touched by my response.

gratitude in his

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