“Okay, as Long as you know what you’re doing.”


    Wesley’s eyes had been glued to her the whole time. But oblivious to his intent gaze, ir texted her


    friend, drinking soybean milk.


    “Thanks, my friend. Oh, right. Don’t tell my cousin.”


    Although Hartwell deeply appreciated Wesley’s abilities, which he had witnessed in the military, he


    disliked ir getting too close to him.


    He had sternly warned the girl to stay away from Wesley once. That was particrly why ir didn’t


    want Joslyn to tell Hartwell anything. If he found out about the two of them, there was going to be too


    much fuss for her to deal with.


    Joslyn wrote back, “Alright, got it. Just use the money. It’s from your cousin, so you don’t owe me


    anything. If I am short of anything, he’ll give me more. You worry about yourself.”


    ir sent a thumbs-up emoji and replied, “Wow! You lucky girl! I envy you so much. Don’t show off to


    me so early in the early, huh?”


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    “Who are you texting?” A man’s voice suddenly cut in her ears and it was so Loud that she almost


    jumped. Startled, her hand shook violently for a moment and the phone slipped off, dropping right into


    the half-finished bowl of soybean milk.


    Wesley hadn’t expected this to happen. He quickly shot to his feet and rushed towards the bowl,


    snatching her phone out of the bowl with one hand, and pulling a tissue with his other hand. He began


    to wipe her phone, whose screen was still functional.


    identally, his eyes fell on the transfer record on the chat log.


    Joslyn had just transferred fifty thousand dors to ir.


    He knew it was wrong to peek at other people’s chat logs. But it was


    ir’s phone and he felt overwhelmed by the urge to know more about her. Besides, who wasn’t going


    to be curious after seeing a transfer log of fifty grand?


    He stole a nce at ir. She was pulling some more tissues. Silently and quickly, pretending to wipe


    the phone, he scrolled up and down the chat log, fast reading her messages with Joslyn. Before she


    could shift her eyes back to her phone, Wesley already had a general idea of what was going on.


    Cecelia was talking with Baldwin over the phone at that moment. When she saw that ir’s phone was


    completely soaked in the soybean milk, sheforted the girl, “Don’t be upset, ir. Your phone is old.


    I’ll buy you a new one soon.” She had already noticed the previous night that ir’s phone was an old


    model worth only about a hundred dors.


    ir shook her head.


    “Aunt, don’t bother. It’s still functional. I am not that interested in phones and I’ll buy a new one when it


    really stops working.”


    Her words caught Wesley’s attention. He had just witnessed another side of ir. ording to what he


    could read from the chat log, she was going to buy Cecelia a gift using the money Joslyn had


    transferred.


    Fifty thousand dors was arge amount for ir. However, she wasn’t even going to buy a new


    phone for herself. Even if she were to spend a thousand dors on Cecelia, she could easily have


    afforded to buy a good phone for her own self. But she didn’t want to!


    “She’s so generous to my mom but mean to herself. What a strange girt,


    * Wesley thought to himself.


    “Why not buy a new one today? Do you like this phone very much? How long have you used it?”


    Wesley asked casually while still holding her phone in his hand.


    ir thought for a Little while and then exined, “My previous phone was broken when I was in South


    Mountain. After I was rescued, Miller bought me this one. That was only a few months ago. It’s not so


    old.”


    The next second, before she knew what had happened, her phone was in the bowl of soybean milk


    once again. ‘What the hell?’ she thought.


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    Wesley apologized in a nonchnt voice, “Oh, I am sorry. It slipped off my hand.”