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

with an awkward smile. "How about this? You get in the car. Let's have lunch. It's

treating me to

counsel me. That proves that you're a kind soul. Coincidentally, I'm in a bad mood today and need some company. If you're willing, can you keep me company?

that Yerick might

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

as he nodded. "Yes,

feel like such a kind

much. After composing

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

toward Yerick overwhelmed

you're being way too nice to me. I did comfort you

Order as much as you like. The more you order, the happier

that made him Yerick's father;

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