Chapter 70

"Yates," Gilbert's deep, casual voice rang out, a smile on his lips. "She's thanking you from her heart, man. Just accept it, will you? Yates blinked, confused, wondering what was going on.

Was Gilbert trying to keep Sherilyn in the dark about something, afraid she would keep bothering him?

Fine then, Yates would take the hit for his buddy.

"No biggie." Picking up where he left off, Yates said, "Well, I'll gladly accept your thanks."

"Oh, right!" Sherilyn remembered something, lifting the neatly folded necktie in her hand. "Your tie, here you go."

"Oh." Yates squinted his eyes, smiling as he took it.

Sherilyn explained, "I washed it, dried it with the hairdryer in the room, and even ironed it. It's clean."

"Thanks." Yates nodded with a smile. "Sherilyn, you're quite the meticulous one, you?"

aren't

*Just doing what's right." She smiled and waved her hand. "You must be busy, right? I'll get going. I don't want to keep you."

Gilbert. "Need a

Naturally, Gilbert didn't react.

the bus back. It's

she turned

advised, "Take care on

Sherilyn answered, "Will do!"

stopped me just now. Are you really that scared of her clinging to

not having thought that way. He

put it that way, he had no choice but to agree. "Yeah, what else?" "You, man." Yates shook his head with a laugh. "Don't worry. She won't bother you anymore. Did you see how cold

change all the time. She liked

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long." Yates burst into laughter. "She's been in Crestwood for many years and might fancy

a cold, shallow laugh. "Is that so?

his eyes. He snatched the tie from Yates' hand and,

a fool if I ever bother with

Sherilyn headed

underway, and these past few days, Neon Nights Bar saw a record-high in

long-awaited call in

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