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.”

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

have just met today?” Curtis asked in amusement. “Looks like this little fellow has left quite an impression on you. If possible, I’d like

home in such a fine mood after a day out in

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

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

“Not as yet.”

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 to see you have a

their own already. Then consider 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

solemn Curtis insisted. “I’m going to make

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

regarded the handsome and

owes this boy too

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

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,

of Alfred’s concern for him,

and son pair chatted,

that the call came from Gabriel, Curtis picked it up right away with

at Heavenly Palace,” Gabriel said. “He doesn’t quite know what to do because the

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

watching Ms. Garland. I suspect that they may be working for Jefferson. She’d be due to fly off in a few days’ time,

that, Curtis

toward clinching that deal. In view of that, the latter would surely make a move on Rayna

up with Curtis directly and escort her home,”

drip, so I’m currently keeping her company

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

any cat, Mr. Faymon. She’s Elizabeth, my Elizabeth.” Gabriel solemnly corrected him. “I can’t allow anything to happen to her because she’s the very reason that I would do anything for a

Curtis then hung

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

the housekeeper help you upstairs.” Straightening himself up from the couch, Curtis felt that he had to be there personally to ensure that Jefferson did not get