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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.

city!" Rylee's eyes were wide open in awe of

She had never been to a luxurious place like this because her pocket money was barely enough to cover her living expenses

had been

Rylee was so taken with the scenery that she didn't

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

was overjoyed. "Is this location yet

still under construction and will open next year," Timothy

much does a

thousand dollars per

costs an arm and a

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

today, Rylee realized only now. A light-orange three-button knit sweater with all the buttons undone, revealing his slender neck and fine-looking chest. At the

both gentle and sexy. Shit!

a model body that exuded a refined

part of the panorama," Timothy said, smiling and looking gently

been staring at him for quite some time! She quickly averted her gaze and said shyly, "I

opportunity to look at Timothy every day, no one could ever satisfy her. It wasn't

like looking at a good-looking

back to the car,

all

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

almost passed out when he heard that, while Timothy

hunger because you said you couldn't find food or drink here. I'm thoughtful, am I?" Rylee said, smiling at Timothy,

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

nonsense? Your offspring will definitely turn into pigs if you feed them this!"

did you say?" Rylee took a

and rays of light streamed across Timothy's side, creating

Timothy, dazed

it seems you don't

I'm a fantastic cook! I bought this due to 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;

misheard it," Timothy said as he took all the bags off Rylee's hands with one hand and held