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The two lovers had hotpot that night for dinner. They were in an Asian fusion restaurant, where the food served were mostly dishes that were atypical in their country. But because the owner of the restaurant used to travel a lot and he had brought a lot of recipes from his journeys. It was then he decided to open up a restaurant that reminds him of his travels. And hotpot was one of those recipes.
Hotpot was actually a dish consisting of raw ingredients such as meat and vegetables, which were then cooked by diners where they would dip these in a boiling pot of broth. Because it was raining outside, Amber thought that eating hotpot on a rainy night was the perfect dish to eat.
It was fortunate that when they were still thinking about what to eat, the rain had just started to drip down and they weren't that drenched. And before it fell heavily, she thought of this restaurant which was recommended by Jeayan. Apparently, she had eaten at the restaurant before, with Roel. And the owner was actually a mutual friend of Roel, who shared their passion for cooking.
Knowing that Erick was sort of a brother to his good friend, the owner obviously had known about the former's identity and most importantly, appetite. He had given both Amber and Erick a small private room with their own waiter. It wasn't because he treated them as VIPs, but rather, he knew that the two of them would keep ordering for seconds, thirds and so forth. They needed at least one waiter that would cater to their hungry stomachs. Apparently, he learned his lessons from Jeayan and Roel's previous dinner at his restaurant.
It was quite late when they were finally done with dinner. Although Erick wasn't full yet, he felt a bit pity for the waiter who had been serving them. He looked haggard after going in and out of the kitchen to grab their food. He could have sworn that he saw relief in the waiter's eyes when he bid them goodbye.
At home, it was quiet which didn't surprise the couple. They knew that they had returned late and Luka wasn't like a dog that would get excited to see his parents returned home. When he was young, perhaps he would run to the door, wanting to be pet. But as he grew older, the novelty of it probably had worn off. He rather sleep than rushed over to the door, which was exactly what he was doing at the moment when the two arrived home.
Before Erick went to his bedroom to change his clothes, he peeked at where Luka was snoozing on his bed. And after making sure that his water was filled, he quickly changed his clothes before going back again to the living room.
Erick was watching the late night show with a bag of potato chips on his ŀȧp when Amber walked in the room. Without looking behind him, he knew it was her. Obviously, because there were only two of them in the house, excluding Luka but he could scent her. He could smell the flowery fragrance emitting off her; he couldn't be sure whether it was from her soap or her natural scent.
He looked up when Amber approached him. And without a word, she dropped down and snuggled deep in his arms. She then sneakily reached her hand towards his bag of potato chips and 'stole' one chip.
Shaking his head at her actions, he grabbed a tissue, without releasing her and went to properly wipe her fingers clean. And before releasing her hand, he quickly dropped a kiss on top of her hand.
Amber then ċȯċked an eyebrow at him. "So, are you going to tell me about Mrs. Paccito?" she asked.
He briefly told her about Master Silas and Ronan's visit to his office and how they wanted him to be the lawyer to prosecute against Mrs. Paccito in regards to a tenant's rights and duties on foreclosure.
Amber frowned. "Are you really going to take the case?" she asked curiously.
Erick nodded as he threw a chip into his mouth and munched. "I see no reason as to why not," he said airly.
Amber frowned deeper. But what about her job? Won't it affect her job at the daycare? Won't it be… how to say, very difficult when the ex owner and the new owner were at loggerheads?
Sensing her confused and worried mood, he quickly said that it probably wouldn't be affecting her job that much.
She then argued why it wouldn't be when her fiance would be going against her old boss at work. However, she quietened down when Erick replied back, saying that instead, he would be working together with her new boss.
She pursed her lips in contemplation. That makes more sense.
Erick then patiently told her about what Master Silas and Ronan had told him about Mrs. Paccito's background. The more Amber listened to him, the more shocked she felt. She never expected that Mrs. Paccito would be someone like that. It was so unbelievable that Amber kept asking Erick whether it was really true.
Erick gave her a pout. "Don't you trust me?" he asked, trying to look pitiful.
Amber rolled her eyes and punched him playfully on his arm. "I do trust you! No questions asked! I'm asking whether Master Silas and Ronan were being truthful?" she asked.
"I don't see why they would be making this up, do you?" he asked back. "What about you? Do you think they can be trusted?"
Amber tapped her chin with her forefinger, looking thoughtful. "Well, they seem nice. And they do look like they revere you. So yeah, I don't think they would want to lie to you," she said.
Erick nodded. He then brushed away a strand of hair from her face and said, "So, for now, I want you to not interact with the woman for now. I'm going to investigate her."
"Don't you think she would be suspicious if I suddenly became wary and avoided her?"
He frowned as he thought about her words. "Hmmm," he said. "That's true too." He then quickly added, "Then be yourself. Don't talk about the case, Ronan and even Master Silas. Pretend you don't know anything."
Amber laughed heartily. "Well, I'm not that close with Mrs. Paccito. I'm just the lower subordinate in that daycare. I was actually surprised that she invited me for a coffee. Other than the time when she introduced Ronan to all of us, that was probably the third time I've talked to her," she said.
"When was the first and second?" Erick asked, curious.
"My first day at work and a week after my first day of work," she answered.
Erick nodded. He then turned back around, his eyes on the TV programme.
Although he looked as if he was watching the TV, his mind was filled with ideas and plans on how to investigate the old woman.
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The two lovers had hotpot that night for dinner. They were in an Asian fusion restaurant, where the food served were mostly dishes that were atypical in their country. But because the owner of the restaurant used to travel a lot and he had brought a lot of recipes from his journeys. It was then he decided to open up a restaurant that reminds him of his travels. And hotpot was one of those recipes.
Hotpot was actually a dish consisting of raw ingredients such as meat and vegetables, which were then cooked by diners where they would dip these in a boiling pot of broth. Because it was raining outside, Amber thought that eating hotpot on a rainy night was the perfect dish to eat.
It was fortunate that when they were still thinking about what to eat, the rain had just started to drip down and they weren't that drenched. And before it fell heavily, she thought of this restaurant which was recommended by Jeayan. Apparently, she had eaten at the restaurant before, with Roel. And the owner was actually a mutual friend of Roel, who shared their passion for cooking.
Knowing that Erick was sort of a brother to his good friend, the owner obviously had known about the former's identity and most importantly, appetite. He had given both Amber and Erick a small private room with their own waiter. It wasn't because he treated them as VIPs, but rather, he knew that the two of them would keep ordering for seconds, thirds and so forth. They needed at least one waiter that would cater to their hungry stomachs. Apparently, he learned his lessons from Jeayan and Roel's previous dinner at his restaurant.
It was quite late when they were finally done with dinner. Although Erick wasn't full yet, he felt a bit pity for the waiter who had been serving them. He looked haggard after going in and out of the kitchen to grab their food. He could have sworn that he saw relief in the waiter's eyes when he bid them goodbye.
At home, it was quiet which didn't surprise the couple. They knew that they had returned late and Luka wasn't like a dog that would get excited to see his parents returned home. When he was young, perhaps he would run to the door, wanting to be pet. But as he grew older, the novelty of it probably had worn off. He rather sleep than rushed over to the door, which was exactly what he was doing at the moment when the two arrived home.
Before Erick went to his bedroom to change his clothes, he peeked at where Luka was snoozing on his bed. And after making sure that his water was filled, he quickly changed his clothes before going back again to the living room.
Erick was watching the late night show with a bag of potato chips on his ŀȧp when Amber walked in the room. Without looking behind him, he knew it was her. Obviously, because there were only two of them in the house, excluding Luka but he could scent her. He could smell the flowery fragrance emitting off her; he couldn't be sure whether it was from her soap or her natural scent.
He looked up when Amber approached him. And without a word, she dropped down and snuggled deep in his arms. She then sneakily reached her hand towards his bag of potato chips and 'stole' one chip.
Shaking his head at her actions, he grabbed a tissue, without releasing her and went to properly wipe her fingers clean. And before releasing her hand, he quickly dropped a kiss on top of her hand.
Amber then ċȯċked an eyebrow at him. "So, are you going to tell me about Mrs. Paccito?" she asked.
He briefly told her about Master Silas and Ronan's visit to his office and how they wanted him to be the lawyer to prosecute against Mrs. Paccito in regards to a tenant's rights and duties on foreclosure.
Amber frowned. "Are you really going to take the case?" she asked curiously.
Erick nodded as he threw a chip into his mouth and munched. "I see no reason as to why not," he said airly.
Amber frowned deeper. But what about her job? Won't it affect her job at the daycare? Won't it be… how to say, very difficult when the ex owner and the new owner were at loggerheads?
Sensing her confused and worried mood, he quickly said that it probably wouldn't be affecting her job that much.
She then argued why it wouldn't be when her fiance would be going against her old boss at work. However, she quietened down when Erick replied back, saying that instead, he would be working together with her new boss.
She pursed her lips in contemplation. That makes more sense.
Erick then patiently told her about what Master Silas and Ronan had told him about Mrs. Paccito's background. The more Amber listened to him, the more shocked she felt. She never expected that Mrs. Paccito would be someone like that. It was so unbelievable that Amber kept asking Erick whether it was really true.
Erick gave her a pout. "Don't you trust me?" he asked, trying to look pitiful.
Amber rolled her eyes and punched him playfully on his arm. "I do trust you! No questions asked! I'm asking whether Master Silas and Ronan were being truthful?" she asked.
"I don't see why they would be making this up, do you?" he asked back. "What about you? Do you think they can be trusted?"
Amber tapped her chin with her forefinger, looking thoughtful. "Well, they seem nice. And they do look like they revere you. So yeah, I don't think they would want to lie to you," she said.
Erick nodded. He then brushed away a strand of hair from her face and said, "So, for now, I want you to not interact with the woman for now. I'm going to investigate her."
"Don't you think she would be suspicious if I suddenly became wary and avoided her?"
He frowned as he thought about her words. "Hmmm," he said. "That's true too." He then quickly added, "Then be yourself. Don't talk about the case, Ronan and even Master Silas. Pretend you don't know anything."
Amber laughed heartily. "Well, I'm not that close with Mrs. Paccito. I'm just the lower subordinate in that daycare. I was actually surprised that she invited me for a coffee. Other than the time when she introduced Ronan to all of us, that was probably the third time I've talked to her," she said.
"When was the first and second?" Erick asked, curious.
"My first day at work and a week after my first day of work," she answered.
Erick nodded. He then turned back around, his eyes on the TV programme.
Although he looked as if he was watching the TV, his mind was filled with ideas and plans on how to investigate the old woman.
The two lovers had hotpot that night for dinner. They were in an Asian fusion restaurant, where the food served were mostly dishes that were atypical in their country. But because the owner of the restaurant used to travel a lot and he had brought a lot of recipes from his journeys. It was then he decided to open up a restaurant that reminds him of his travels. And hotpot was one of those recipes. Hotpot was actually a dish consisting of raw ingredients such as meat and vegetables, which were then cooked by diners where they would dip these in a boiling pot of broth. Because it was raining outside, Amber thought that eating hotpot on a rainy night was the perfect dish to eat. It was fortunate that when they were still thinking about what to eat, the rain had just started to drip down and they weren't that drenched. And before it fell heavily, she thought of this restaurant which was recommended by Jeayan. Apparently, she had eaten at the restaurant before, with Roel. And the owner was actually a mutual friend of Roel, who shared their passion for cooking. Knowing that Erick was sort of a brother to his good friend, the owner obviously had known about the former's identity and most importantly, appetite. He had given both Amber and Erick a small private room with their own waiter. It wasn't because he treated them as VIPs, but rather, he knew that the two of them would keep ordering for seconds, thirds and so forth. They needed at least one waiter that would cater to their hungry stomachs. Apparently, he learned his lessons from Jeayan and Roel's previous dinner at his restaurant. It was quite late when they were finally done with dinner. Although Erick wasn't full yet, he felt a bit pity for the waiter who had been serving them. He looked haggard after going in and out of the kitchen to grab their food. He could have sworn that he saw relief in the waiter's eyes when he bid them goodbye. At home, it was quiet which didn't surprise the couple. They knew that they had returned late and Luka wasn't like a dog that would get excited to see his parents returned home. When he was young, perhaps he would run to the door, wanting to be pet. But as he grew older, the novelty of it probably had worn off. He rather sleep than rushed over to the door, which was exactly what he was doing at the moment when the two arrived home. Before Erick went to his bedroom to change his clothes, he peeked at where Luka was snoozing on his bed. And after making sure that his water was filled, he quickly changed his clothes before going back again to the living room. Erick was watching the late night show with a bag of potato chips on his p when Amber walked in the room. Without looking behind him, he knew it was her. Obviously, because there were only two of them in the house, excluding Luka but he could scent her. He could smell the flowery fragrance emitting off her; he couldn't be sure whether it was from her soap or her natural scent. He looked up when Amber approached him. And without a word, she dropped down and snuggled deep in his arms. She then sneakily reached her hand towards his bag of potato chips and 'stole' one chip. Shaking his head at her actions, he grabbed a tissue, without releasing her and went to properly wipe her fingers clean. And before releasing her hand, he quickly dropped a kiss on top of her hand. Amber then ked an eyebrow at him. "So, are you going to tell me about Mrs. Paccito?" she asked. He briefly told her about Master Silas and Ronan's visit to his office and how they wanted him to be the lawyer to prosecute against Mrs. Paccito in regards to a tenant's rights and duties on foreclosure. Amber frowned. "Are you really going to take the case?" she asked curiously. Erick nodded as he threw a chip into his mouth and munched. "I see no reason as to why not," he said airly. Amber frowned deeper. But what about her job? Won't it affect her job at the daycare? Won't it be how to say, very difficult when the ex owner and the new owner were at loggerheads? Sensing her confused and worried mood, he quickly said that it probably wouldn't be affecting her job that much. She then argued why it wouldn't be when her fiance would be going against her old boss at work. However, she quietened down when Erick replied back, saying that instead, he would be working together with her new boss. She pursed her lips in contemplation. That makes more sense. Erick then patiently told her about what Master Silas and Ronan had told him about Mrs. Paccito's background. The more Amber listened to him, the more shocked she felt. She never expected that Mrs. Paccito would be someone like that. It was so unbelievable that Amber kept asking Erick whether it was really true. Erick gave her a pout. "Don't you trust me?" he asked, trying to look pitiful. Amber rolled her eyes and punched him playfully on his arm. "I do trust you! No questions asked! I'm asking whether Master Silas and Ronan were being truthful?" she asked. "I don't see why they would be making this up, do you?" he asked back. "What about you? Do you think they can be trusted?" Amber tapped her chin with her forefinger, looking thoughtful. "Well, they seem nice. And they do look like they revere you. So yeah, I don't think they would want to lie to you," she said. Erick nodded. He then brushed away a strand of hair from her face and said, "So, for now, I want you to not interact with the woman for now. I'm going to investigate her." "Don't you think she would be suspicious if I suddenly became wary and avoided her?" He frowned as he thought about her words. "Hmmm," he said. "That's true too." He then quickly added, "Then be yourself. Don't talk about the case, Ronan and even Master Silas. Pretend you don't know anything." Amber laughed heartily. "Well, I'm not that close with Mrs. Paccito. I'm just the lower subordinate in that daycare. I was actually surprised that she invited me for a coffee. Other than the time when she introduced Ronan to all of us, that was probably the third time I've talked to her," she said. "When was the first and second?" Erick asked, curious. "My first day at work and a week after my first day of work," she answered. Erick nodded. He then turned back around, his eyes on the TV programme. Although he looked as if he was watching the TV, his mind was filled with ideas and plans on how to investigate the old woman.
