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.

chatting here? The traffic

"How about this? You get in the car. Let's

to lunch when we only

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. If you're willing, can you keep me company? I can

was worried that Yerick might be

I don't want your money. I'm willing to keep you company. For some reason, I find you so

he nodded.

like such a

Wesley very much. After composing himself, he

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

toward

you're being way too nice to me. I did comfort you with a few words, but you

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

were his son, that made him Yerick's father; his blood was flowing

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