"Mr. Spencer, this doesn't seem right even though you're wealthy. You shouldn't spend so much on me. It feels like I'm taking advantage of you," Yerick said.

"It's fine, I don't think you're taking advantage of me. You've spent time with me too. Now, please sit down," Wesley replied.

Yerick placed his backpack on a chair and sat down next to Wesley.

Wesley was looking at him. He noticed that there were some complicated emotions in Wesley's eyes.

"Mr. Spencer, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No, nothing's wrong," Wesley said with an awkward smile. "It's just that you're a good kid, and I really like you."

"Really? Mr. Spencer, no one's said that to me in a long time. Since my mom passed away, it's been so long since anyone's treated me this well." Wesley felt a sharp pain in his heart, and guilt washed over him as he thought about what kind of life Yerick had led.

me about your

want to hear

what kind of wonderful

only remember her up to when I was ten years old. In my memories, my

feeling puzzled. He had

had enough to eat and kept me warm, never letting me suffer any hardship. She was very sick. Maybe it was because she was exhausted from taking care of me. If it weren't

could this be? Did J not use the money

bought her a house. How did she end

had refused both the

not your fault. You've already

whose fault is it? Could it be my father's fault?" Yerick's

trembled. "You mentioned before that your father seemed

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