“Alright.” Bradley then asked for some of his favorite dishes.

The housekeeper retreated into the kitchen while Sabrina demanded coldly, “Hand over the cupcakes you bought.”

“Okay.”

Bradley had brought along a bunch of gifts. It took him two trips from his car to deliver all of them. Though the gifts were nothing extraordinary, they were tokens of goodwill from his parents.

“Place them here in the living room. The housekeeper will arrange them after Lunch,” Sabrina directed.

Bradley complied.

The two of them spent Lunch in cheerful conversation, reminiscing about their childhood days, often breaking into fits of Laughter

in the afternoon, Bradley

her bedroom, Sabrina sought

for the kitchen. Pouring a glass of water, he noticed presents casually strewn

housekeeper responded, “A

the air as she decided against voicing more

interest piqued, he inquired further,

be referred to as

on Tyrone’s forehead. “Is this friend

“Yes, sir.”

the visitor was the

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