His Precious Love

His Precious Love Chapter 50

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.”

a liking toward the ties. Alfred puffed up his chest, seemingly very pleased with himself. “My young friend had a hand in

keep going on and on about. Was it someone you have just met today?” Curtis asked in amusement. “Looks like this little fellow has left quite an impression on you.

seen Alfred return home in such a fine mood after a day

afraid that that won’t be possible anymore,” Alfred lamented. With her beauty and wonderful personality, I bet she’s already

to look inquisitively toward Curtis. “Say, Curtis, you have been spending quite a bit of time working abroad. Was there any girl out there who

“Not as yet.”

so picky and find yourself someone who you like. I’m not that old-fashioned, so you don’t have to bother too much about what your uncles think. I’ve raised you myself, Curtis. You grew up without any siblings, so I really

your own position. Without a wife and children, how much could you realistically expect to receive for your share of the inheritance? As things stand, most of it will likely go to them as and

age,” a solemn Curtis insisted.

touched, Alfred replied, “It’s only natural to experience sickness and death in old age. Such is the full

and strapping Curtis with mixed

family simply owes

on a work trip in a couple of days. Let me look into it when

excuse.” That finally drew a smile from Alfred who even went on to advise him further. “You know that the money is always

of Alfred’s concern for him, he himself had

and son pair chatted, Curtis’ phone

up right away with the assumption that it must be about some matter

following Ms. Garland. He had just informed me that she had gotten herself drunk at Heavenly Palace,” Gabriel said. “He doesn’t quite know what to do because the

clueless just like him?” Curtis was so annoyed that

be working for Jefferson. She’d be due to fly off

that, Curtis massaged

this time, Jefferson was also angling toward

up with Curtis

upset stomach and is on a drip, so I’m currently keeping her company at the hospital. You know that I wouldn’t have called

sit well with Curtis. “It’s just a cat. Surely it won’t run off by itself even if you left it at

him. “I can’t allow anything to

then hung up, looking

find an assistant as competent as Gabriel, he would surely have fired the latter in a

couch, Curtis felt that he had to be there personally to ensure that Jefferson did not get in ahead

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