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.

Spencer, how did we start chatting here? The traffic

You get in the car. Let's have lunch.

you're treating me to

Wesley said with a smile. "I feel an affinity with you. You thought I was going to jump and came to counsel me. That proves that you're a kind soul. Coincidentally, I'm in a bad mood today and need

worried that Yerick might

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

ached as he nodded. "Yes,

you feel like such a

'father' upset Wesley very much. After composing

restaurant. He told Yerick to feel free to order anything

toward Yerick

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

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

that made him Yerick's father;

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