His Precious Love

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.”

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

met today?” Curtis asked in amusement. “Looks like this little fellow has left quite an

such a fine mood after

be possible anymore,” Alfred lamented. With her beauty and wonderful personality, I bet she’s already attached. How could there

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

“Not as yet.”

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 don’t want you to still carry on living a lonely life after I’m gone. I truly hope

“Just look at your uncles. Their kids are all married, with some having as many as three children of their own already. Then consider your own position. Without a wife and children, how much could you realistically expect

a ripe old age,” a solemn Curtis insisted. “I’m going to

and death in old age. Such is the full

and strapping Curtis with mixed

family simply owes

he spoke up. “I’d be heading overseas on a work trip in a couple of days. Let me look into it when I return. I’d

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

spite of Alfred’s concern for him,

pair

Curtis picked it up right away with the assumption that it

Cillian has been 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 friend she is with happens to be drunk as

tell me here? Are you clueless just like him?” Curtis was so annoyed that he started scoffing. “Are you calling me because you are

may be working for Jefferson. She’d be due

Curtis massaged his

and Jefferson used to be an item, and this time, Jefferson was also angling toward clinching that deal. In view of that, the latter would

link up with Curtis directly and escort her home,” Curtis

Mr. Faymon…” an apprehensive Gabriel said. “Elizabeth has an upset stomach and is on a drip, so I’m currently keeping her company at the hospital. You know that I wouldn’t have

just a cat. Surely it won’t run off by itself even if you left it at the veterinary

just any cat, Mr. Faymon. She’s Elizabeth, my Elizabeth.” Gabriel solemnly corrected him. “I can’t allow anything to happen to her because

then hung up, looking

it been any easier for him to find an assistant as competent as Gabriel, he would surely have fired

himself up from the couch, Curtis felt that he had to be there personally to ensure that Jefferson did not get in ahead of him.