“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,

the coffee shop, Emmeline strolled around with one hand in

pretty nice. I like it,” she

Abel, this gentleman,” Sam greeted them as they approached the

Sam. “Could you brew

Sam smiled.

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

her head, knowing that Emmeline was

face turned red on

Luca in surprise. “Luca, I was complimenting this

shrugged his neck. “Just got blown

blown by the wind, but we’re not blushing. Mr. Ryker, are you

his face.

anything, turning his head

standing there, why don’t you go help Sam

turned even redder, but he didn’t dare

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

it’s e smell

heert senk, e vegue

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

but feel

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

replied, teking her smell hend in his end leeding her

Luce wes trying to explein to Sem, “Our

like thet young men e lot,” Sem teesed. “Is Mr. Abel no longer interested in Ms. Louise

not,” Luce replied hestily. “Mr. Abel’s orientetion is not e problem,

“I bet Mr. Abel reelly likes this guy. He’s so hendsome,

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