Without waiting for Lola to reply, Logan who was beside her let out a sigh. “I was just thinking of drinking with you, Mr. Hunt.”

How shameless! Does he have any shame? At the end of her rope, Lola gave him a swift kick that landed on his calf though she didn’t put much strength into it.

Logan wailed mournfully while grinning, but Mr. Hunt shot her a glare at the side. “You’re getting increasingly rude, girl.”

and stomped back

ordered. Logan thanked him, to which the man countered with a chuckle, “It’s nothing. If you regard me as a friend, Young Master Jefferson, then no thanks are needed.” Logan

curled into a sneer. It feels quite a waste for me to have him

of the conversation, she could more or less guess what it was about. Thus, when Mr. Hunt was distracted, she sidled over

stared at her.

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