"Oh, it's Mr. Quimby." Owen hastily wiped his hand across his clothes, smiling obsequiously. "I didn't expect... to

meet you again. How have you been?"

Daniel looked at the hand Owen extended, his expression darkening even further.

Maisie gave Owen a pat and whispered, "Owen, what are you saying?"

Owen chuckled and quickly corrected himself. "Oh, I misspoke... Heh, I've had a bit too much to drink, and my

head's not very clear right now. Maisie, what's for lunch?"

Maisie rolled her eyes at him, feeling annoyed.

"Daniel will have lunch at home today, so I'll go help Mom and Nicole."

"Alright, alright!" Owen hastily ushered her toward the kitchen. "Then you go ahead. Make some pork ribs for me!

I've been working too hard lately, so I need some nourishment!"

"You..." Maisie glared at him, concerned he might say something inappropriate.

"Don't worry!" Owen snickered and whispered, "I'll step outside for a smoke. I promise not to speak with your Mr.

Quimby. Is that okay?"

who'd had a stern expression just moments ago, now had

look in his eyes.

then turned and went

nothing more than an

your condition," Daniel said with

Maisie to save you

grinned. Previously, it was because of his illness and the

sold herself to

stopped. Imported

had benefited from Maisie, but no one had ever

being with Daniel. Even now, Owen still believed that it

sisters to take care

saving me, my mother would

if you truly had no feelings for

Daniel clenched his fists.

leaned closer, saying in a low voice, "I've been a bit tight on funds lately. Could

looked up, his

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