Chapter 1130

Getting on bended knee, Liberty asked her son, “Were you a good boy? Did you bother your uncle?”

“I’ve been a good boy… But I wet my pants, Mom.”

Sonny looked embarrassed when he mentioned this.

Liberty inquired, “Were you sitting anywhere?”

“Uncle’s bed.”

Liberty was speechless.

“Dunc bought me a lot of new clothes and a dress. We can keep the dress for Aunt Ser’s baby girl!.”

Liberty had no words.

Duncan shopped for clothes for her son, and it included a dress too.

How dense was the guy to buy a dress for a boy?

Not the least bit awkward, Duncan drew close and handed the bag of clothes to Liberty. He then scooped Sonny up and told Liberty, “Come on. I’ll walk you two out.”

Liberty kept up the pace. “I took my e–bike.

“Mr. Lewis, how much were the clothes? Let me pay you back.”

“It’s fine. They aren’t worth much.”

“I should, though.”

Liberty insisted on returning the money to him.

Duncan hesitated for a moment before uttering, “I spent almost two thousand bucks. You can give me a thousand five hundred.”

Lowering her gaze at the bag of clothes, Liberty assumed Duncan was not a bargain hunter. It made sense that the whole bag would cost nearly two thousand dollars if he shopped at the new arrivals section.

She opened her purse and pulled out one thousand five hundred dollars to hand to Duncan. She said, “This is for the clothes, Mr. Lewis.”

With one hand holding Sonny, Duncan took the money with his free hand and stuffed it in his pocket without counting.

The pair took strides out of the office building until Duncan asked, “Are you sure you need a lift?”

“We’re good. Thank you, Mr. Lewis.”

Duncan put Sonny down and remarked, “Easy on the road then. Don’t forget to put a helmet on Sonny.

The wind is blowing pretty strong today.”

“I have a helmet in the boot.”

Holding the bag of clothes with one hand, Liberty took her son’s hand with the other and said, “Say goodbye to Mr. Lewis, Sonny.”

Sonny waved his arm at Duncan, “Bye, Dunc.”

Duncan waved back with a smile, “Goodbye, Sonny.”

Standing there, Duncan watched as Liberty led Sonny to the e–bike and drove away. Then, he walked to his car.

Ring, ring, ring…

His phone rang.

Seeing that it was Zachary, Duncan took the call as he strolled along. “Aren’t you in a meeting, Zachary?”

“Can’t I take a break and drink some water? Why didn’t you drive my sister–in–law and Sonny home?”

Zachary was still in his office, refusing to admit that he was acting nosy at the moment. Armed with a pair of binoculars, Zachary looked down through his window and saw his sister–in–law riding away with Sonny. He wanted to give his best friend a telling–off for not seizing the opportunity.

“Liberty rode her bike here. She doesn’t need a lift. I’m not free anyway. I have to rush to Wiltspoon Hotel for a meeting with the client.”

Zachary was at a loss for words.

“Your sister–in–law paid me for the clothes.”

Getting a bad feeling, Zachary asked, “Paid for what?”

“The clothes I bought for Sonny. I spent almost two thousand bucks, but I only asked for a thousand five.”

Zachary uttered, rather baffled, “It makes sense why your mom fret whether you’ll ever get married.”

He then terminated the call.

Having been hung up on, Duncan grumbled, “What’s with the nonsensical questions? I know you have a wife, and your family isn’t on your back hounding you to get married, but mine is. But here you are, making such a crass comment. You’re really a bad friend.” Poor Zachary.