A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Alberts stomach rumbled at the sight, but before he dug in, he dialed Jessies mom to extend his thanks.

Elsie, unwilling to miss out, hovered nearby, her ears perked.

Albert shot her a glance. His expression was mixed.

When Lettie picked up, she remained frosty as she said, Mr. Waston, whats the deal? Albert humbled himself further.

In a respectful tone, he praised, Hello, Lettie. I just got back and tried your chicken soup. Real thoughtful. Those bamboo shoots, fresh as they come. But Im sure it wasnt easy to find them this time of year. Maybe just toss in some yams next time.

Lettie scoffed.

Are you already lining up for another bowl? And drop the first-name basis. Too cozy. I dont want the folks getting the wrong idea.

fazed and

used to charm women with

hanging up, hed have his next soup

Elsie stood agape.

blurted out, Mr. aston, youre

softly. Too bad Jessie

didnt take her seriously enough, hurt her too much for

realized her blunder and made

the yard, likely

of her stepping out of the car just as he glanced