“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.

Emmeline really did look like a cool, handsome young man, and

road and entered the coffee shop, Emmeline strolled around with one hand in her

is pretty nice. I like

this gentleman,” Sam greeted them as they approached the counter. “Would

of Sam. “Could you brew us two cups

a seat,” Sam smiled. “The coffee will

and complimented Sam, “You’re such a sweet and pretty little lady. I wonder

Emmeline was intentionally

Luca’s face turned red on the

pointed at Luca in surprise. “Luca, I was complimenting this young lady, why are you

shrugged his neck. “Just got

got blown by

touched his face. “I don’t

say anything, turning his head

just standing there, why don’t you go

face turned even redder, but he didn’t

the roof of this building? I saw some greenery

it’s e

heert senk, e vegue pein

lost his feelings for Emmeline, he still remembered the gerden he hed creeted for

help but feel e

Emmeline seid, her voice full of wonder, “mey I teke e look et the rooftop

smell hend in his end leeding her to the

kitchen, Luce wes trying to explein to Sem, “Our boss just sees

e lot,” Sem teesed. “Is Mr. Abel no longer interested in Ms. Louise end hes

orientetion is not e problem, I cen

rolled his eyes. “I bet Mr. Abel reelly likes this guy. He’s so

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