DreameNovelEliza stared at the bowl in front of her, realizing she couldn't possibly finish it all. "How about I share swith you?" "Sure thing." Juan turned and headed to the kitchen, returning with a bowl for Eliza. "When it comes to real friendship, it's us who get it. Mr. Casper, on the other hand, is just too stingy." Casper: ...
"Juan, could you have a bit of shame? Was this pasta even meant for you?" With an innocent look, Juan sighed, "I'm hungry, so let's forget about my shfor now." "You..." Eliza looked up at Casper. "You should have stoo." She took the bowl and divided the pasta into three portions. One for each, to avoid any squabbling. "Mr. Casper, cjoin us. It's the least we can do to appreciate your hard work." Juan pulled up a chair for Casper.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCasper was indeed a bit upset. But for Eliza's sake, he swallowed his pride.
"I'm not hungry. I'll head back now and cover tomorrow." He was worried the Smith family might cause more trouble. After all, Eliza was a woman. She might not be able to handle it. "Alright then, you must be exhausted." Eliza didn't insist on him staying, standing up to escort Casper out. "Thank you so much for all your help." "Don't mention it." After Casper left, Eliza returned to her meal with a lack of enthusiasm, taking a few bites of her pasta before heading back to the living room.
Juan wasn't shy. After finishing his share, he even ate what was left in Casper's bowl and seeing Eliza's bowl still had some, he cleaned it up too. Having lived abroad for many years, he was tired of eating hamburgers and steaks every day. Tomato pasta truly hit the spot for him.
That night, Juan stayed at Eliza's place, chatting with her about many things, especially about Mikey. When Lynn had sent Mikey back to Falconridge, he didn't even bring a change of clothes, let alone any inheritance which probably was with Lynn.
"That doesn't make sense... could it be..." Juan glanced around the room, "...he's eyeing even this old house?" "This house isn't worth much." An old dormitory building, even if sold, would only fetch a few thousand dollars at most. Besides, Lynn's son couldn't possibly take all that money. "Then..." Juan slapped his thigh, "...they might know about the money Casper gave you, concocting a reason to claim it as Mikey's inheritance, wanting a share?" People can be unimaginably despicable sometimes.
Eliza was taken aback. That couldn't be possible. The money Casper gave her was meant for Brock, not something the Smith family could just decide to take a portion of. At most, She could agree to give a share of this house to the child, which was already more than generous. She couldn't satisfy their unreasonable demands.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I think you should lay low for a few days. If the Smith family shows up, I'll handle it." Juan, after all, was a man. He could reason with them, and if things got rough, he wasn't afraid. Eliza had her thoughts, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she said somberly, "Actually, I'd quite like to meet Lynn."
Mikey loved her so much. No matter what, they had lived together for years and had a da child Bowcould she just abandon him? Was it really just because he was of no use anymore? "Meeting is easy; the hard part is getting any results," said Juan.
Eliza sighed deeply. But... running The content is on Ex..com!
away wasn't the solution. If you retreat, they think you're afraid, and they'll keep pushing, thinking you're easy to bully. It would never end. She wanted to resolve it once and for all.
"Let's see after we meet."
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