#Chapter75
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WESTLEY
He tricks me. This asshole tricks me!
Did he now? Or he was just trying to help you, idiot?
/"Hmm. This is delicious./" He shoved another forkful to his mouth.
There was something in his aura tonight—his eyes glittered, and he seemed to smile most of his conversation with Keene since he came for dinner. What was with this man?
/"Don’t get tricked with Westley. She probably took this recipe from Martha’s website,/" Keene replied.
/"Can I hire her as my chef?/" Clyve had a playful smile crossing his lips.
/"Go ahead, man. Just be careful not to annoy her because we don’t wanna end up in the body bag, do we?/" Keene laughed softly, throwing me another glance.
They pinned their gazes at me when I didn’t say anything.
/"Don’t you like the food, Westley?/" Why did he keep calling me by Westley?
