Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 50 With Help From My Young Friend

That seemed to have improved Alfred’s mood considerably. “Have you eaten yet? Would you like Macey to help make you some supper?

“I had something before I came in, so I’m not really hungry right now.”

“Let me get you something to drink then.” Following that, Alfred stood up and went inside the kitchen. He retrieved a cup of milkshake from the fridge and went on to place it down in front of Curtis. “Kept it well-chilled, so it is still drinkable.”

“A milkshake?” Curtis was nonplussed. “I’m not going anywhere near that. Too much sugar.”

“It’s just one cup once in a while. What harm could that possibly do?” Alfred shot him a look. “Being this health conscious when you’re barely thirty makes you even more obsessive than an old man like me!”

That got Curtis subtly twitching his lips.

Acknowledging that there was no getting out of this, he slid a straw into the milkshake. Two sips from the beverage were enough to have his brows creased up in a tight furrow.

This is sickeningly sweet, but still tolerable.

“How do you find it?” Alfred asked.

“It’s all right.” Curtis chuckled as he inspected that cup of beverage. “Surely, you did not wait up for me just to make me drink this milkshake?”

“I did, actually. A young friend recommended that I try this when I went out today,” said Alfred before he let out a sigh. “I guess I must really be getting old, being received with such disdain when making my rounds at the store.”

Curtis’ expression turned dark when he heard that. “Which store was that? I’ll have Gabriel fire every single of them who were on the roster today.”

“Bah, forget it. Their jobs are hard enough as it is. Maybe it was because I showed up dressing a little too casually.” Waving his hand, Alfred then nudged the package on the coffee table toward Curtis. “Your birthday is almost here, so I went out and got you this. Go on and have a look at it.”

Curtis unwrapped the gift box to find two designer neckties in very tasteful colorways.

“Hmm. Pretty nice.”

It was rare that the usually fussy Curtis would also take such a liking toward the ties. Alfred puffed up his

asked in amusement. “Looks

in such a

be possible anymore,” Alfred lamented. With her beauty and wonderful personality, I

marriage prompted Alfred to look inquisitively toward Curtis. “Say, Curtis, you have been spending quite a bit of time

“Not as yet.”

what your uncles think. I’ve raised you myself, Curtis.

own position. Without a wife and children,

Curtis insisted. “I’m going

“It’s only natural to experience sickness and death in old age. Such is the full circle of life, so I’ve

handsome and strapping Curtis with

simply owes

paused before he spoke up. “I’d be heading overseas on a work trip in a couple of days.

holding you to that. When the time comes, don’t even think about using your busy schedule as an excuse.” That finally drew a smile from Alfred who even went on to advise him further. “You know that the money is always going to be there, so

spite of Alfred’s concern for him, he

pair chatted, Curtis’

call came from Gabriel, Curtis picked it up right away with the assumption that it must be about some matter

Mr. Faymon. Cillian has been following Ms. Garland. He had just informed me that she had gotten herself drunk at Heavenly Palace,” Gabriel said. “He

Curtis was so annoyed that he started scoffing. “Are

suspect that they may be working for Jefferson. She’d be due to fly off in a few days’ time, so that makes me worried that something

Curtis massaged

was also angling toward clinching that deal. In view of that, the latter would

with Curtis directly and

on a drip, so I’m currently

cat. Surely it won’t run off by

him. “I can’t allow anything to happen to her because she’s the

then hung