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She snubbed a delicious meal prepared by Manfred! Oh, no! She was sad thinking about it, her mouth pouted, and she was unsure how to tell Manfred about it.

'What type of tone should I use? Sweet? Lovely? Is there anything else I should say? What topic will not make me appear stupid and lame?' She, unlike with Timothy, could never be herself in front of Manfred.

'Let's skip the phone call; a text will suffice.' Rylee had finally decided to text rather than call: "I'm sorry that I'll have to miss your lovely meal this afternoon due to an urgent matter that required my presence; please reschedule our date, thank you."

Rylee then waited for his response nervously after sending the text; she kept looking at her phone, rubbing her nose, blinking, and even pulling her hair.

Manfred was already in the supermarket, gathering all of the necessary ingredients when he received her text. He froze for a few seconds before sighing as he read the text.

...

He looked at all the ingredients in the shopping cart and felt depleted; he then grabbed everything inside the cart and simply set it aside, ignoring the complaints of those around him, and walked away.

He only responded after he had exited the supermarket: "It's okay, we can postpone it until next time."

Rylee breathed a sigh of relief as she read that.

Felicia, meanwhile, was busy cooking in the kitchen, adding ingredients to the pot, and inhaling the fragrance.

"You'd make a great wife candidate, cooking for Mr. Wheeler," the old maid said, smiling.

"I'll deliver the food to Timothy; I need to be prepared to be a good wife to him. I am learning to cook for him, and I am familiar with a variety of cuisines, including French cuisine," Felicia blushed as she spoke.

"You are of such high caliber that Mr. Wheeler is fortunate to have you."

Felicia smiled as the maid complimented her, "Do you think we're a good match?" She inquired.

"Of course you are, you two are a match made in heaven!"

"I share the same thoughts," she smiled briefly before biting her lower lip in sadness, wondering where she could get the drug she desired.

Rylee was taken to a location twenty kilometers away outside of town by the driver. She looked around after getting down and took a few deep breaths with her mouth wide open. "What a lovely location!"

Mountains in the background, greeneries, a fountain, and an unbounded grass field with a few European-style villas in the middle of the greens.

Rylee's eyes were wide open in awe of the sights in

lady of the Carroll, she had never lived in luxury. She had never been to a luxurious place like this

not bad, huh?" Timothy who had been waiting for her

It's indescribable!" Rylee was so taken with

her hand in his and led her forward, saying, "You can come here whenever you want in the future, and this is a

"Is this location yet to be announced to the general

still under construction and will

does a night

few thousand dollars per

exclaimed, "This place costs an arm and a leg, it's too

is a place only for the elite, not for the general public," he

with all the buttons undone, revealing his slender neck and fine-looking chest. At the bottom

be both gentle and sexy. Shit! Timothy did

with a model body

been staring at me as if I'm part of the panorama," Timothy said, smiling and looking gently at

She quickly averted her gaze and said shyly, "I wasn't looking at you, I was looking at... the tree behind you," as she stuck her

every day, no one could ever satisfy her. It wasn't

at a

almost forgot about my belongings! Everything is in the car!" Rylee dashed back to the car, bringing everything she had purchased earlier down the car

is all of

could save your life!" He frowned, while Rylee gave a

out when he heard that, while Timothy smiled

noodles to satisfy your hunger because you said you couldn't find food or drink here. I'm thoughtful, am I?" Rylee said, smiling at Timothy, as she tried her

I'm sure he couldn't say no. Yeah! My interview assignment will be

no, you're feeding me this nonsense? Your offspring will definitely turn into pigs if

exactly did you say?" Rylee took a few steps forward, her head tilted, looking

Timothy's side, creating a silhouette portrait; behind that portrait was a

Timothy, dazed

seems you

time constraints; I didn't have time to go to the supermarket and instead came here. Wait a minute, this is not what you said; you mentioned

said as he took all the bags off Rylee's hands with one hand and held her hand with