Chapter 1039

Duncan too knew that Liberty did not need his help-she had the Stone and York families helping her now.

After a moment of silence, he said, “Anyway, go ahead and do your thing. I’ll head back lest my mother calls to urge me again.”

“Alright. Have a safe drive, Mr. Lewis.”

Liberty walked Duncan out of her shop.

Duncan looked at Hank’s car and asked Liberty. “That’s your ex-husband’s car, right?”

“I saw him get out of it. It’s probably his new car.”

Hank had changed his wife and his car too.

If Zachary had not punished Hank, Hank would have been living very comfortably. He would have money, a new wife, and a new car…

Duncan wanted to walk over and poke a hole in Hank’s tires, but when he thought of how Hank would likely be unable to leave for a while with his tires punctured and would stay in Liberty’s diner to eat, Duncan gave up on his thoughts.

“In the future, if that family comes to try and harass you again, just give me a call and I’ll get someone to come over and help you since I work close by. All the business owners here are renting stores from me, so I’m just protecting my tenants.”

Duncan said frankly, as if he really had no other motive for doing so and that it was entirely for his renters’ benefit.

Liberty smiled and said, “Thank you, Mr. Lewis. Since the last time you brought your people over to help me chase off Mrs. Brown and her daughter, they haven’t appeared again in the past few days.”

Hank had probably chased that trashy older sister of his back home too.

Liberty saw Duncan off as he got into his car and quickly drove away.

When he returned to the Lewis family residence, Duncan noticed there was a car he had never seen before parked in his home. As he got out of his car, he asked the employee who came out to greet him, ” Whose car is that?”

“That’s Ms. Harmon’s car.”

“Ms. Harmon?”

Duncan frowned. Was there anyone surnamed Harmon among the people his family mingle with?

“She’s the daughter of Madam’s friend. She came over from Bellville and I think she’s in Wiltspoon for some business. After the Madam found out, she enthusiastically invited her over to stay.”

The employee’s explanation raised Duncan’s defenses. That mother of his was trying to matchmake him. again, was she not?

As long as it was a young woman from a rich family, his mother would devise ways to make them meet.

Duncan did not say anything more and walked into the main building with big strides.

The moment he walked in, he heard his mother’s happy laughter.

“Duncan’s back.”

Mrs. Lewis was stirred into loud laughter, amused by Lily Harmon. Seeing that her son was back, she beckoned him over and when Duncan came closer, Lily Harmon stood up and greeted Duncan smilingly,” Hi, Duncan. It’s been a while.”

“Have we met before…?” Duncan asked.

Lily answered, still smiling, “We met once twenty years ago. You might not remember.”

Lily’s mother was Mrs. Lewis’s old friend and classmate. After getting married, both the ladies seldom met up, but they continued to keep in touch.

“I don’t remember things from twenty years ago.” He was only sixteen at the time-right in the rebellious stage.

“Duncan, this is Fran’s daughter, Lily. You don’t remember?” Mrs. Lewis explained.

Duncan hummed in acknowledgment. He did not have much of an impression left of Mrs. Harmon, much less her daughter.

They only met once twenty years ago. How old was Lily at the time?

How could he possibly have an impression of a little girl from twenty years ago?

“Lily’s in Wiltspoon for a bit of business. When I heard Fran mention it, I asked Lily to come over and have fun. She’s not familiar with the area, so tomorrow, you should take her sightseeing and familiarize her with Wiltspoon,”

Duncan too knew that Liberty did not need his help-she had the Stone and York families helping her now.

After a moment of silence, he said, “Anyway, go ahead and do your thing. I’ll head back lest my mother calls to urge me again.”

“Alright. Have a safe drive, Mr. Lewis.”

Liberty walked Duncan out of her shop.

Duncan looked at Hank’s car and asked Liberty. “That’s your ex-husband’s car, right?”

“I saw him get out of it. It’s probably his new car.”

Hank had changed his wife and his car too.

If Zachary had not punished Hank, Hank would have been living very comfortably. He would have money, a new wife, and a new car…

Duncan wanted to walk over and poke a hole in Hank’s tires, but when he thought of how Hank would likely be unable to leave for a while with his tires punctured and would stay in Liberty’s diner to eat, Duncan gave up on his thoughts.

“In the future, if that family comes to try and harass you again, just give me a call and I’ll get someone to come over and help you since I work close by. All the business owners here are renting stores from me, so I’m just protecting my tenants.”

Duncan said frankly, as if he really had no other motive for doing so and that it was entirely for his renters’ benefit.

Liberty smiled and said, “Thank you, Mr. Lewis. Since the last time you brought your people over to help me chase off Mrs. Brown and her daughter, they haven’t appeared again in the past few days.”

Hank had probably chased that trashy older sister of his back home too.

Liberty saw Duncan off as he got into his car and quickly drove away.

When he returned to the Lewis family residence, Duncan noticed there was a car he had never seen before parked in his home. As he got out of his car, he asked the employee who came out to greet him, ” Whose car is that?”

“That’s Ms. Harmon’s car.”

“Ms. Harmon?”

Duncan frowned. Was there anyone surnamed Harmon among the people his family mingle with?

“She’s the daughter of Madam’s friend. She came over from Bellville and I think she’s in Wiltspoon for some business. After the Madam found out, she enthusiastically invited her over to stay.”

The employee’s explanation raised Duncan’s defenses. That mother of his was trying to matchmake him. again, was she not?

As long as it was a young woman from a rich family, his mother would devise ways to make them meet.

Duncan did not say anything more and walked into the main building with big strides.

The moment he walked in, he heard his mother’s happy laughter.

“Duncan’s back.”

Mrs. Lewis was stirred into loud laughter, amused by Lily Harmon. Seeing that her son was back, she beckoned him over and when Duncan came closer, Lily Harmon stood up and greeted Duncan smilingly,” Hi, Duncan. It’s been a while.”

“Have we met before…?” Duncan asked.

Lily answered, still smiling, “We met once twenty years ago. You might not remember.”

Lily’s mother was Mrs. Lewis’s old friend and classmate. After getting married, both the ladies seldom met up, but they continued to keep in touch.

“I don’t remember things from twenty years ago.” He was only sixteen at the time-right in the rebellious stage.

“Duncan, this is Fran’s daughter, Lily. You don’t remember?” Mrs. Lewis explained.

Duncan hummed in acknowledgment. He did not have much of an impression left of Mrs. Harmon, much less her daughter.

They only met once twenty years ago. How old was Lily at the time?

How could he possibly have an impression of a little girl from twenty years ago?

“Lily’s in Wiltspoon for a bit of business. When I heard Fran mention it, I asked Lily to come over and have fun. She’s not familiar with the area, so tomorrow, you should take her sightseeing and familiarize her with Wiltspoon,”