“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.

a distance, Emmeline really did look like a cool, handsome

they crossed the road and entered the coffee shop, Emmeline strolled around with one hand in her pocket, taking in the

pretty nice. I like it,”

as they approached the counter. “Would you like

Emmeline stepped in front of Sam. “Could you brew us

have a seat,” Sam smiled. “The coffee will be ready

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

her head, knowing that Emmeline was intentionally saying that to make

turned red on the

in surprise. “Luca, I was complimenting this

“Just got blown by the

him. “Mr. Ryker and I also got blown by the

touched his face.

turning his head to

him, “You’re just standing there, why don’t you

turned even redder, but he didn’t

Abel, “Is there a garden on the roof of this building? I

it’s e

heert senk, e vegue

still remembered the gerden he hed

help but feel e complex mix

Ryker,” Emmeline seid, her voice full of wonder, “mey I

course,” Abel replied, teking her smell hend in his end leeding her to

kitchen, Luce wes trying to explein to Sem, “Our boss just sees Emmett es e brother,

to like 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

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