With a courteous nod, Lucy painted a clear picture for Augustus of what it meant to give a fake smile.

"Mr. Scruggs, is there something you wanted to talk about?"

She inwardly groaned, praying not to get trapped in another pointless conversation like the one that morning. It had been filled with nonsensical chatter that dragged on forever.

Cillian was at home waiting for her, and if she was late, he would surely start to worry-especially with how overprotective he had been lately.

A headache began to form. She was not a child, after all. Regardless, she really did not feel like speaking to the man before her.

cheerfully asked, "I actually have a matter to discuss. Also, I was wondering if you might come over

Inviting a

be right. She had heard that Charleston locals were known for being aloof and distant. This had

waiting for me at home. Besides, it's almost 6:30 pm. If I don't head back now, my friend will start worrying." Augustus' eyes popped. He had always been blessed with angelic looks that made people cave with just a soft smile. However, for the first time, he was on the receiving end of

for something. There was no point in pressing when he was only going to get the silent

a friendly visit, nothing to

his composure, he said, "If you're

number, but something about him just did not sit right with her. Still, she wanted out of that conversation. With a sigh, she pulled

cartwheels and happily jotted down

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