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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

never been to a luxurious place like this because her pocket money was barely

had been waiting for

Rylee was so taken with the

took her hand in his and led her forward, saying, "You can come here whenever you want

this location yet to

construction and will

much does

few thousand

arm and a leg, it's too pricey!" She

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

three-button knit sweater with all the buttons undone, revealing his slender neck and fine-looking chest. At the bottom was a white tracksuit that was finely wrapped

and sexy. Shit! Timothy did

a model body that exuded a refined

the panorama," Timothy said, smiling

him for quite some time! She quickly averted her gaze and said shyly, "I wasn't

opportunity to look at Timothy every day, no one could ever satisfy her. It wasn't too bad if she used

was like looking at a good-looking male

back

exactly is all

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

when he heard that, while Timothy smiled

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 completed

offspring will definitely turn

Rylee took a few steps forward, her head tilted, looking at

a sunny day, and rays of light streamed across Timothy's side, creating a silhouette portrait; behind that portrait was a distinctive gorgeous

stared at Timothy, dazed once

seems you don't

go to the supermarket and instead came here. Wait a

all the bags off Rylee's hands with one hand and held her hand with the