“Got it,” ir nodded, but her expression showed that she was not convinced. ‘He didn’t want to cook


    for me, and even found ame excuse. ‘


    Wesley could tell that she didn’t buy his exnation, but decided not to push the issue. He went to the


    kitchen to see if he could help


    Talbot, but the cook drove him out too.


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    Seeing that ir was watching TV, Wesley came over and sat next to her, pulling out his phone to y


    a game.


    Within two minutes, his phone started ringing. ir couldn’t help but turn her head to look at him,


    wondering, ‘It’ste. I wonder who that is. A coworker or a friend?


    Wesley stood up and walked toward the balcony, phone to his ear. ir heard him say, “Hi, Megan.”


    “Megan? Who? Sounds Like a girl’s name. Is that his girlfriend?


    Is she the girl I met at his apartment the other night? Hmmm… I wonder…*


    Thinking of this, ir put on her slippers and ran toward the kitchen to get some answers. In the


    kitchen, Talbot had already finished prep, and was about to start cooking in earnest.


    “Talbot!” ir said cheerfully.


    “Hi, Miss ir. Dinner’s not ready yet.” Talbot turned to look at her and saw that she closed the door to


    the kitchen.


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    “Don’t call me Miss ir. It’s just ir


    “ALL right, ir!” Talbot gave her a shy smile.


    “So…um…who’s Megan?” Afraid that Wesley would hear her, ir whispered it in his ear.


    “Just a girl. Why do you ask?” Talbot shrugged.


    “Nothing. I’m just curious.” ir tried her best to make herself sound indifferent.


    While cooking, Talbot answered honestly, “She’s a foster kid. Carlos and our chief are her guardians.


    They’ve been really nice to her.


    Almost everyone in the city knows that much. Didn’t you?”


    “No.” ir shook her head; she knew nothing about the upper-ss world.


    Wesley said something about Carlos the other day. After she hade back, she had searched for


    Carlos’ information online, but found nothing. It was her ssmate who told her who Carlos was.


    “She’s in high school and pretty cute. Our chief and Carlos adore her.”


    “Hmm.” ‘So they’re not rted. She’s in high school. I think I met her, then, ‘ ir thought to herself.


    ‘Wesley adores her.’ ir was green with envy.


    Talbot picked up a slice of stewed beef and reached out his hand.


    “Try it. I found this at a delicatessen.”