Wesley looked at Yerick standing before him. He couldn't help but wonder if this young man was truly his son.

Was this what J wanted to tell him back then?

The complicated look on Wesley's face made Yerick furrow his brows. "Mr. Spencer, what's the matter?"

Wesley snapped back to attention. "Nothing. It must have been tough on you, losing your mother and not having your father around. How did you grow up? Did you have a relative taking care of you?"

"I was sent to the orphanage, and I grew up there."

"The orphanage?" Wesley's heart throbbed with pain. "Do you not have any other relatives?"

Yerick smiled bitterly. "What relatives? Even if I do, who'd be willing to bring around a burden like me?"

Wesley wanted to say more, but Yerick just chuckled.

here? The traffic

with an awkward smile. "How about this? You get

you're treating me to lunch when

thought I was going to jump and came to counsel me. That proves that you're a kind soul.

worried that Yerick

but I don't want your money. I'm willing to keep you company.

as he nodded. "Yes, I have

like such

After composing himself, he said, "Let's get in the

them got into the car, and Wesley brought Yerick to a restaurant. He told Yerick to

toward

me. I did comfort you with a few words, but you don't need

the bank? Order as much as you like. The more you order,

him Yerick's father; his blood was flowing

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