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Chapter 584: False Reasoning

Timothy hadn’t figured out a reason to convince Rylee, but the latter started convincing him. “Look, Mr. Wheeler. I should address you respectfully. You are a good friend of Manfred, aren’t you? You should be in the same generation. Manfred is my elder. Technically, he's my uncle. Shouldn’t I address my uncle’s friend with the same respect?”

Now this girl had gotten back her keen mind.

He frowned. “Do you mean Manfred is also your elder?”

Rylee nodded hard. “Of course. He’s the younger brother of my new stepmother. Hence, I should call him Uncle Manfred.”

Timothy suddenly grinned. “Good! Wonderful!”

Rylee frowned, wondering what he meant.

Mr. Wheeler was way too weird.

He praised her just because she called Manfred "uncle".

Sure enough, he was eight years older. There was a generation gap between them.

Rylee believed that the gap was quite profound.

After laughing for a while, Timothy raised his brows and stared at Rylee. “Well, since Manfred is your uncle, you can’t like him.”

Rylee hesitated.

She frowned.

She had never thought about this matter before.

“Mr. Wheeler, what do you mean by like him?”

“I mean, you can’t fall in love with him.”

“Why not?”

“Manfred is your elder. How can you date him?”

Rylee scratched her head and muttered subconsciously, “He’s not my biological uncle. We’re not blood-related. It should be fine.”

Timothy’s face darkened immediately.

Rylee didn’t mind dating Manfred, although he was her uncle.

However, Timothy wasn’t blood-related to her at all but was only eight years older. He wondered why Rylee insisted on taking him as her elder.

Timothy twitched his lips unhappily. “Didn’t I tell you not to call me Mr. Wheeler any longer? Call me...”

“Timothy! Timothy! I remembered it. Don’t be mad.”

Rylee squinted with a flattering smile. Her cunning look aroused Timothy.

She honestly amused him. He truly wanted to bully her like an animal.

“I’m not mad.”

wanted to take a sip to hide his

Wheeler, you can’t always be angry. Or, you’ll get old soon. Especially the crease between your eyebrows. If it became a winkle,

false reasoning stunned

in a daze and didn’t take

her

he indeed have a wrinkle between his

noticed it

listening to Rylee’s words, shivering all over. He was aged, but this girl was still as lively as a

were true, it

to let Armand find him an excellent beauty salon for men to

eight years older than Rylee. She was only willing to call him Mr. Wheeler and took him as her elder. Timothy was so annoyed. If he had wrinkles, he believed he

and slightly

a secret glance at

could deceive a gangster leader. She indeed had

to the subject earlier. “Where is

the guts to take advantage of Mr. Wheeler when he was drunk. Rylee planned to

artist like Timothy, Rylee believed she could trounce an

are my maid, not my wife. It’s none of your business if there’s any wicked

was quite solemn. Widening her eyes, she said, “I can’t let my

a faint smile, he said, “Why don’t you do something to Kenneth first? He

I can’t do anything on him

Her words delighted Timothy.

closer to Rylee in her

He felt satisfied.

on a charming

was screaming in her heart why Mr. Wheeler was so handsome.

so intimate. “Girl, it’s too late.

rub my cheeks in

Rylee creased her features in anger. Timothy was overjoyed. He opened his mouth

breath overwhelmed

Rylee’s willpower was dissipated.

chuckling, Timothy walked out of the bedroom while Rylee was

believe that Mr. Wheeler had bitten her nose

Rylee covered her chest and exhaled. “No way! How come I was so tizzy? He was just teasing me, but I acted like a fool. Rylee, shame on you! He’s your elder and merely teasing you. Why do you take

Rylee found that her cheeks

happened and why she was

to overthink. She had a long day, feeling

should take a bath and

Rylee went

She sniffed.

fragrance of Timothy’s shower shampoo smelt

must be pretty expensive as

rich man’s maid, she decided to take this

to waste Timothy’s

door

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