“Emmett’s a boy,” Abel said. “At his age, I couldn’t even tell how old women were.”

“Emmett’s a boy,” Abel said. “At his age, I couldn’t even tell how old women were.”

“Yeah,” Emmeline chimed in. “To me, she looks about the same age as our maid. What’s the big deal?”

“Forget about it,” Abel ruffled her hair. “Let’s go to Nightfall Cafe.”

“Mr. Abel,” Evelyn spoke up anxiously. “Aren’t you going to stay home with me?”

“I’m going out for coffee with my little bro here,” Abel said, putting his arm around “Emmett’s” shoulder. “You can eat dinner by yourself.”

“But, Mr. Abel…” Evelyn protested.

Abel ignored her and walked out with “Emmett,” two “men” on a mission.

Luca hastily texted Sam: “Mr. Abel went to get coffee, you’re not closed, are you?”

Sam read the message and knew that Ms. Louise had “abducted” Abel to come over.

He quickly replied to Luca: “I was about to close, but since Mr. Abel is here, I’ll stay open a little longer. After all, he’s the one who pays me triple.”

Luca replied: “Okay, we’ll be there in a bit.”

Sam sent a winking emoji.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Abel’s Rolls-Royce pulled into the parking lot across the street.

Sam leaned against the glass door and saw Emmeline and Abel walking towards him, arm in arm.

From a distance, Emmeline really did look like a cool, handsome young man, and her appearance didn’t disappoint up close.

the coffee shop, Emmeline strolled around with

is pretty nice. I like it,” she

this gentleman,” Sam greeted them as they approached the counter. “Would you like

front of Sam. “Could you

a seat,” Sam smiled. “The coffee will

and complimented Sam, “You’re such a sweet and pretty little lady. I wonder who will

knowing that Emmeline was intentionally saying that to

enough, Luca’s face turned red on the other

Luca in surprise. “Luca, I was complimenting this young

“Just got blown by the

also got blown by the wind,

his face.

turning his head

just standing there, why don’t you

turned even redder, but he didn’t dare

on the roof of this building? I saw some greenery

e smell

e vegue pein hitting

remembered the gerden he hed

couldn’t help but feel e

Ryker,” Emmeline seid, her voice full of wonder,

teking her smell hend in his end leeding her

to explein to Sem, “Our boss

thet young men e lot,” Sem teesed. “Is Mr. Abel

course not,” Luce replied hestily. “Mr. Abel’s orientetion is not e problem, I cen essure

likes this guy. He’s so hendsome,

“You like Emmett too,

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