On their way back to their home halfway up the hill, Moses was suddenly taken by surprise. “Isn’t that… Mr. Bastille?”

Dexter and Josie simultaneously looked up, only to see Morgan sitting leisurely in the yard of the mansion across the street, basking in the sun. In front of him, a pot of coffee was brewing, creating a serene atmosphere.

Morgan? Why is he here?

Confronted with the same confusion from Dexter, Josie responded immediately, “It wasn’t me. I have no idea.”

After they got out of the car, Morgan opened his eyes. “Oh, Mr. Russell, you’re out early.”

Dexter, on the other hand, showed no signs of surprise. He walked into Morgan’s courtyard and said, “Mr. Bastille, I’ve come to ask for a cup of coffee.”

Morgan chuckled. “My coffee is inexpensive. You might not find it to your liking.”

He didn’t pour Dexter a cup.

Josie followed him inside. She immediately pulled Morgan up and led him further in, asking bluntly, “What are you doing here?”

“What do you mean? I’m from Rivodia. What’s the big deal about buying a house in the best neighborhood of Rivodia?”

such a coincidence

you go broke? Where

you? I have more than enough to buy a house.” Morgan moved closer to her, his demeanor servile yet respectful. “In fact, even after supporting you and your child for

turn toward him. “You’re

but indeed, it was something

“That’s right. You and Dexter haven’t reconciled, so I still have a chance,

want to find a partner, you can have anyone, and I believe you’ve been searching

had this much sentimental

really do understand

in. He poured himself a cup of coffee, took a sip, and seemed to have no qualms

“What does it matter if you have a child? I

left,

with

had a drink.” Morgan settled back into his recliner. “We’ll be seeing

their conversation, continuing to walk away. Dexter responded

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