More than an hour later, Jasper exited Dawson’s study with a solemn look on his face.
“How’d it go?” Wendy approached and asked attentively.
She did not have a clue what had happened just now since she was not in the study.
The storm above Jasper’s head vanished as he smiled at Wendy. “Nothing much, it was just some pretentious b*stard who decided to come to our door and show off.”
“What are you talking about, stop being so crude. Come on, this is serious,” Wendy spoke, displeased.
Jasper wrapped an arm around Wendy and walked toward the kitchen. “Is there anything left to eat? I’m famished. I didn’t get to eat a proper meal today.”
Seeing that Jasper did not want to speak much about this, Wendy scrunched up her nose unhappily but did not press him for details. When it came to such things, she knew her limits.
“I could feed you?”
Jasper’s eyes shone and he stared at Wendy’s alluring figure before gulping. “So direct? Well, aren’t you forward today?”
Wendy blinked, having yet to catch up with a joke that would only begin to trend more than a decade later.
Still, Wendy was a smart lady and she realized where Jasper was looking. With a little more thought, it dawned on her what the man meant.
Embarrassed and furious, Wendy grabbed the pan and began to run after Jasper to hit him with it. “Do you want to die? Would it kill you to stop joking around all the time?!”
…
The following day, Jasper was informed of a horrible piece of news right after he woke up.
Zayden Hanks was dead.
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