"That's not it," Yvonne hurriedly said. Caleb had helped her a lot over the years. How could she not see him as her friend? "Nothing bad happened, and Stephen didn't trouble us either. So ..."

"Don't you think it's a little too late for me to find out about it after he's made a move on you? Although Caleb's voice seemed nonchalant, it was clear that he was angry.

After a moment's hesitation, Yvonne let out a sigh and asked, "What did Stephen say to you?"

"He told me that Elvin was his son; perhaps he's asking me to stay away from you." Caleb shrugged. "Sadly, his threat won't work on me."

"Are you really not scared?" Yvonne asked.

"Why should I be scared? My feud with him started when I protected you years ago." Leaning against the kitchen island, he continued, "I've been teaching El to be an upright man, so what kind of guy will I be if I run away from problems? I don't want to be looked down upon by a five-year-old kid."

Yvonne was amused. She could imagine Elvin chastising