Chapter 1580

“Got it,” Blair nodded, but her expression showed that she was not convinced. ‘He didn’t want to cook

for me, and even found a lame excuse. ‘

Wesley could tell that she didn’t buy his explanation, but decided not to push the issue. He went to the

kitchen to see if he could help

Talbot, but the cook drove him out too.

Seeing that Blair was watching TV, Wesley came over and sat next to her, pulling out his phone to play

a game.

Within two minutes, his phone started ringing. Blair couldn’t help but turn her head to look at him,

wondering, ‘It’s late. I wonder who that is. A coworker or a friend?

Wesley stood up and walked toward the balcony, phone to his ear. Blair heard him say, “Hi, Megan.”

“Megan? Who? Sounds Like a girl’s name. Is that his girlfriend?

Is she the girl I met at his apartment the other night? Hmmm… I wonder…*

Thinking of this, Blair put on her slippers and ran toward the kitchen to get some answers. In the

kitchen, Talbot had already finished prep, and was about to start cooking in earnest.

“Talbot!” Blair said cheerfully.

“Hi, Miss Blair. Dinner’s not ready yet.” Talbot turned to look at her and saw that she closed the door to

the kitchen.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Don’t call me Miss Blair. It’s just Blair

“ALL right, Blair!” Talbot gave her a shy smile.

“So…um…who’s Megan?” Afraid that Wesley would hear her, Blair whispered it in his ear.

“Just a girl. Why do you ask?” Talbot shrugged.

“Nothing. I’m just curious.” Blair tried her best to make herself sound indifferent.

While cooking, Talbot answered honestly, “She’s a foster kid. Carlos and our chief are her guardians.

They’ve been really nice to her.

Almost everyone in the city knows that much. Didn’t you?”

“No.” Blair shook her head; she knew nothing about the upper-class world.

Wesley said something about Carlos the other day. After she had come back, she had searched for

Carlos’ information online, but found nothing. It was her classmate who told her who Carlos was.

“She’s in high school and pretty cute. Our chief and Carlos adore her.”

“Hmm.” ‘So they’re not related. She’s in high school. I think I met her, then, ‘ Blair thought to herself.

‘Wesley adores her.’ Blair was green with envy.

Talbot picked up a slice of stewed beef and reached out his hand.

“Try it. I found this at a delicatessen.”