Before Lola had finished speaking, Mr. Hunt turned to Logan. “I hope she didn’t cause any trouble for your family
when she went over to your house.”
“No, no, not at all. My sister even urged her to visit my house again when she’s free and has been nagging me
about bringing her back since she hasn’t been over recently.”
Mr. Hunt nodded. His family seems to treat her rather well, so there’s probably nothing to worry about when they
date in the future.
Lola couldn’t quite take it anymore. Are these two people going to ignore me completely? Peeved, she swiftly
stalked down the mountain, snorting as she walked. Why on earth does Dad like him so much? I wonder if he’d
regret it if he were to know how despicable he was in the past.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe three of them ambled home. When they were a distance away, Logan spotted a car parked in front of Lola’s
house. Thus, he hurried over.
Mrs. Hunt was standing in the courtyard with a man. Turning, the man promptly grinned when he caught sight of
Logan, trotting over to him. “Why are you in such a place, Young Master Jefferson?”
Lifting a hand, Logan thumped his shoulder. “How impressive! I just gave you an address, and you actually
managed to find the place.”
The man chuckled. “I asked for directions all the way here, so I finally found this place.”
Mrs.
Hunt rushed over. “Is this your friend, Logan?” Logan murmured an affirmation. “Don’t worry, Mrs. Hunt. This is a
friend of mine who’s here to help me handle some things. Why don’t you all go and rest in the house first? I’ll just
talk to my friend for a while.” Dragging Mr. Hunt along, Lola went into the house. Mr. Hunt’s brows knitted together.
“How did Logan get acquainted with this friend of his? Look at that car. It’s obviously an expensive car.” Lola
breathed a sigh. “Do you think Logan’s car is not as expensive?” At this, Mr. Hunt grunted in assent. “You’re right.
His car is also expensive.” Standing in the house, the three of them studied the two men in the courtyard through
the window, noticing that the man who’d just arrived was very much deferential toward Logan. Logan then took out
a pack of cigarettes. With a cigarette each in their mouths, the two of them stood there with hands in their pockets,
talking. Judging from their expressions, the topic was probably a solemn one. Lowering his voice, Mr.
Hunt asked Lola, “Do you think this is the person he called over to help handle the matter with Shawn?” “I’m not
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsure.” Lola’s tone was diffident since she was indeed unsure about the matter. She didn’t know what other friends
Logan had besides John and Sophia, nor did she know how badly he could mess things up. But he does have a lot of
scoundrelly friends who also seem to have nothing to do. How should I put it? She smacked her lips. Disaster is
probably going to befall Shawn. Logan didn’t talk long with that man in the courtyard. After he’d said all everything
necessary and gave him some instructions, the man then spun on his heels and left. Mrs. Hunt hurried out. Standing
by the door, she asked Logan, “The man had left? Isn’t he your friend? Why didn’t he come in for a drink?” Logan’s
expression was exceedingly gentle. “He still has something else to do, so he left first. I didn’t want to delay him
since it’s rather late now.” Not quite sure about the veracity of his words, Mrs. Hunt could only nod. However, it was
indeed rather late, so Lola and Logan had to depart now if they truly wanted to return to the city. Mr. Hunt definitely
didn’t want them to leave today, so he suggested that they stay overnight and only leave the next morning if there
wasn’t anything pressing awaiting them. .