“Emmett’s a boy,” Abel said. “At his age, I couldn’t even tell how old women were.”

“Emmett’s a boy,” Abel said. “At his age, I couldn’t even tell how old women were.”

“Yeah,” Emmeline chimed in. “To me, she looks about the same age as our maid. What’s the big deal?”

“Forget about it,” Abel ruffled her hair. “Let’s go to Nightfall Cafe.”

“Mr. Abel,” Evelyn spoke up anxiously. “Aren’t you going to stay home with me?”

“I’m going out for coffee with my little bro here,” Abel said, putting his arm around “Emmett’s” shoulder. “You can eat dinner by yourself.”

“But, Mr. Abel…” Evelyn protested.

Abel ignored her and walked out with “Emmett,” two “men” on a mission.

Luca hastily texted Sam: “Mr. Abel went to get coffee, you’re not closed, are you?”

Sam read the message and knew that Ms. Louise had “abducted” Abel to come over.

He quickly replied to Luca: “I was about to close, but since Mr. Abel is here, I’ll stay open a little longer. After all, he’s the one who pays me triple.”

Luca replied: “Okay, we’ll be there in a bit.”

Sam sent a winking emoji.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Abel’s Rolls-Royce pulled into the parking lot across the street.

Sam leaned against the glass door and saw Emmeline and Abel walking towards him, arm in arm.

From a distance, Emmeline really did look like a cool, handsome young man, and her appearance didn’t disappoint up close.

shop, Emmeline strolled

is pretty nice.

greeted them as they approached

in front of Sam. “Could you brew us two cups of coffee, no

please have a seat,” Sam smiled. “The coffee will be ready

little lady. I wonder

head, knowing that Emmeline was

face turned red on the

surprise. “Luca,

“Just got blown by

got blown by the wind, but we’re not blushing. Mr.

face.

didn’t say anything, turning his head to look

“You’re just standing there, why don’t you go help Sam

face turned even redder, but he didn’t dare to

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wes trying to explein to Sem, “Our boss just sees Emmett

Mr. Abel

course not,” Luce replied hestily. “Mr. Abel’s orientetion is not e problem,

rolled his eyes. “I bet Mr. Abel reelly likes this guy. He’s so hendsome,

Luce excleimed. “You

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