Noticing where her focus was, he pulled the lapels of his robe tighter around him and frowned. "Is there something you need?"

"Yes." Yvonne shot her eyes toward his face and smiled sweetly. "My best friend wants to meet you. Do you have time?"

"She wants to meet me?"

"Mm-hmm. She overheard our call last time, so I had no choice but to lie and say that you're my boyfriend." Yvonne was nervous. Would someone like Stephen agree to act along? "If you find it troublesome, I can always talk to her—"

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