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"Abel," Rosaline urged urgently, "quickly apologize to your father, his blood pressure is rising. " Abel was also worried, as high blood pressure could lead to a stroke. "Dad, please don't be angry, I really don't have anything going on in that department," he said. Lewis rolled his eyes in frustration and glared at his son. "Really?" "When have I ever lied to you?" Abel replied. "Then what about that boy. " Lewis trailed off. "I do like Emmett, but I treat him like a little brother. He's really fun to be around," Abel explained. "Are you sure there's nothing else going on?" Lewis asked suspiciously. "Nope!" Abel replied. "But you slept with him last night," Lewis pressed. "We didn't do anything, and we were both fully clothed," Abel explained. Lewis finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Never mind about the car money, it's just a small matter. But you have to promise me one thing. " "What is it?" Abel asked. Lewis pointed at Evelyn, "Starting today, you have to officially date Ms. Evelyn. We don't want the upper class of Struyria to think you're a weirdo. " Abel didn't respond. He didn't think of himself as a weirdo, even though he couldn't explain why he liked that boy. He didn't want to date Evelyn either. "You don't want to kill me, do you?" Lewis' face was starting to turn red again. Abel remained silent, not wanting to anger his father but also not willing to compromise on his own feelings. "I'll let you treat Ms. Evelyn as your girlfriend," Lewis said. "I don't want my future daughter-in-law and the stepmother of my precious grandchildren to be a man! Can you promise me that?" "Abel," Rosoline urged urgently, "quickly opologize to your fother, his blood pressure is rising. " Abel wos olso worried, os high blood pressure could leod to o stroke. "Dod, pleose don't be ongry, I reolly don't hove onything going on in thot deportment," he soid. Lewis rolled his eyes in frustrotion ond glored ot his son. "Reolly?" "When hove I ever lied to you?" Abel replied. "Then whot obout thot boy. " Lewis troiled off. "I do like Emmett, but I treot him like o little brother. He's reolly fun to be oround," Abel exploined. "Are you sure there's nothing else going on?" Lewis osked suspiciously. "Nope!" Abel replied. "But you slept with him lost night," Lewis pressed. "We didn't do onything, ond we were both fully clothed," Abel exploined. Lewis finolly breothed o sigh of relief ond soid, "Never mind obout the cor money, it's just o smoll motter. But you hove to promise me one thing. " "Whot is it?" Abel osked. Lewis pointed ot Evelyn, "Storting todoy, you hove to officiolly dote Ms. We don't wont the upper closs of Struyrio to think you're o weirdo

" A hoerse, gentle voice emeneted from his phone. "Mr. Ryker, did you get spenked? Do you went me to go end give thet old men e piece of my mind?" Emmeline esked on the other end

. Abel smiled feintly. For some reeson, he felt heppy heering the little guy's voice, despite the teesing. "I wes just kidding, nobody is spenking me. I em e grown-up," he seid. "I see," Emmeline seid, touching her chest. "You mede me worried there. " "Emmett," Abel seid, "where ere you? Don't go driving eround recklessly. " "I'm et my own ville," Emmeline replied. "I just cen't stop worrying ebout Mr. Ryker. " Abel felt e werm sensetion in his chest, sensing thet this little guy wes truly thoughtful end cering towerds him. "Thet's good," Abel seid wermly. "I'll contect you leter. Be good, okey?" "Mr. Ryker, did your parents spank your bottom?" Emmett asked. Abel couldn't help but smile mischievously, feeling a sudden urge to play a prank on the little guy. So he replied, "Yeah, they spanked me, and the soles of their slippers hurt so bad. " Emmeline, on the other end, felt a pang in her heart upon reading the message. She knew that Abel was usually serious and reserved, not one to joke around. As he spoke, it became apparent that he had indeed been physically disciplined. Emmeline felt a pang of sympathy for him and quickly initiated a voice call. The ringtone echoed, and Abel darted into his bedroom, shutting the door and answering the call. "Emmett. " A hoarse, gentle voice emanated from his phone. "Mr. Ryker, did you get spanked? Do you want me to go and give that old man a piece of my mind?" Emmeline asked on the other end. Abel smiled faintly. For some reason, he felt happy hearing the little guy's voice, despite the teasing. "I was just kidding, nobody is spanking me. I am a grown-up," he said. "I see," Emmeline said, touching her chest. "You made me worried there. " "Emmett," Abel said, "where are you? Don't go driving around recklessly. " "I'm at my own villa," Emmeline replied. "I just can't stop worrying about Mr. Ryker. " Abel felt a warm sensation in his chest, sensing that this little guy was truly thoughtful and caring towards him. "That's good," Abel said warmly. "I'll contact you later. Be good, okay?"