The next moment, Leon shook his head. No matter what, he believed that Wynn was not even remotely as good-looking as him.
Michelle told him that she wanted a man as handsome as him, but that was proving to be a difficult task.
The only person that could be this handsome was himself.
Leon trembled. 'Has Michelle fallen in love with me?'
It didn't seem so in all honesty.
She treated him just like a brother. There was no apparent ulterior motive behind her clear pure eyes.
Michelle was the only child. Perhaps she really wanted a sibling, just like him and his sister Nina.
He knew he had to do his best to take care of her like the good brother that he promised to be.
Leon walked towards the two of them and said, "Come to have lunch after your game. You must be hungry by now, right?"
"In a minute." As Wynn finished talking, he won.
Michelle reached her hand out and was met with a high five from him. The two of them then strode to the dining table.
At the table, Michelle was across from Leon. When she lifted her head, she was looking at him. Her face beamed with a bright smile that looked like a flower in bloom.
"Leon, it turns out that you know my master. What a coincidence!"
"So you recognized him?" Leon was stunned. Wynn's identity was already exposed.
Fortunately, he was quick enough to come up with a threat before this.
Wynn snorted, "Yes. Since she recognized me, I guess I don't need to look for the person anymore."
In all honesty, he just didn't want to find out about Valerie's whereabouts.
"Wynn, what's your monthly salary?" Leon had concocted a back-up plan in case he broke his promise.
Wynn growled, "Fuck..."
Was he threatening him again?
It was like he was addicted to doing it.
Leon paid his salary so he was just subtly implying that he wouldn't have any money if he didn't look for the person in question.
"Excellent!" Wynn gave him a thumbs-up sigh. "My buddy is just the best!"
"I'm flattered. You should eat more meat. You're too thin." Leon smiled sweetly and picked a piece of braised pork and placed it into his bowl.
Wynn took the braised pork, poked it with chopsticks and chewed it fiercely as he was lost in his blind frustration.
Leon tried hard to hold back his laughter and said, "Michelle, let's eat."
Michelle didn't start eating yet. Her eyes swept over the two people. She said angrily, "Wynn, why didn't you tell me you are my master?"
"What?" Wynn had just received threats from Leon and now even Michelle was picking a fight with him. He was really in the firing line it seemed.
Wynn put his chopsticks down and looked at Michelle seriously. "Don't be angry. Listen to me. It's not my fault. It's Leon's fault. He didn't allow me to tell you."
Leon cast him a glance.
It was quite a sneaky plan to throw the blame onto him.
"Leon?" Michelle pursed her lips as her eyelashes fluttered. They couldn't quite figure out what was on her mind.
When Leon was about to shift the blame once more, he was distracted by Michelle's sudden change of expression.
She stopped frowning and said, "Leon must have his own reason. I'm not angry anymore." Wynn was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He took two deep breaths before he came to his senses. "Michelle, why do you treat us differently?"
With her innocent eyes wide open, she replied, "I don't."
Wynn pointed at her and tried to find his words. "You're lying through your teeth. I'm so pissed off."
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