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

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

treating me to lunch when we only

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

worried that Yerick might be

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

heart ached as he nodded.

you feel like such a

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

car, and Wesley brought Yerick to a restaurant. He told Yerick to feel free

toward Yerick overwhelmed

I did comfort you with

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

him Yerick's father; his blood was flowing in

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