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.

start chatting here? The traffic police will be here

awkward smile. "How about this? You

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 some company.

was worried that Yerick might be

thought for a moment before saying, "Alright, but I don't want your money. I'm willing to keep you company. For some reason,

as he nodded. "Yes,

wonder you feel like such a kind

upset Wesley very much. After composing himself, he said, "Let's get in the

the car, and Wesley brought Yerick to a restaurant. He told Yerick to feel free to order anything from the

eagerness toward Yerick overwhelmed

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

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

him Yerick's father; his

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