Nicole laughed and motioned for Clayton to open the door.
Clayton stood helplessly. "Why did she come to my place when she’s hungry?"
Nicole said, "Because she probably knows that I'm here..."
Clayton was helpless.
He could only open the door.
Nicole went to wash up.
"Ms. Quimbey..."
"Mr. Sloan, I knew you guys were at home. Is Nicole u p?"
As Yvette spoke, she pushed open the door and came i n, not polite at all.
Clayton closed his eyes. He had to endure it. After all, she was Nicole's best friend!
The people that could not be offended the most were a girlfriend's best friend. He understood that rule.
“She just got up and went to wash up. Why did you come up here?"
Yvette looked at him. "I'm hungry. Takeout doesn't deliver here, so I can only come here to eat."
She sniffed around. "I smell something nice."
Clayton pursed his lips and smiled. "Wait a moment."
He went to the kitchen to bring out some toast as well as some side dishes.
Yvette looked at him with a vague smile.
"Mr. Sloan, you're hiding something. I smelled soup, but you gave me toast instead?"
Clayton was helpless. "I didn’t know that you would come, so I gave all the soup to Nicole. I planned to eat the toast myself, but since you're here, I'll give it to you instead."
He could only go hungry.
Yvette raised her brows and took a bite without ceremony.
"Don’t worry, I won’t eat for free. As Nicole’s best friend, I'm very optimistic about you two as a couple!"
Clayton smiled. His goal was achieved. "Thank you, M s. Quimbey. Be sure to put in more good words for me i n the future."
Yvette raised her chin. "No problem!"
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