Chapter 969
Grandma May was glad that Duncan was not her grandson.
When she thought of Zachary, she sighed silently.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Duncan was a good friend of Zachary, and they shared many similarities between them.
After Duncan checked the utility bill with the housekeeper, he hung up the phone and said, “The amount is just right.”
He took out his wallet, stuffed the rent he had just received into it, and said to Liberty, “Just use to transfer the amount to my
housekeeper or me in the future. I’ll tell him to keep a record.”
Liberty hummed and explained, “I transferred the amount last month, but the card I linked to my account reached its limit this
month, so I had to withdraw cash with my bankbook.”
The bank card she tied to her account was for daily living expenses. She kept most of her money in another account.
“Well, do you need help with anything else?”
Liberty quickly said, “Everything is ready. We’re just waiting to open.”
“Have you distributed flyers?”
Liberty smiled. “There’s no need for that. The store has been under renovation for a long time, so everyone walking by has seen
it. Now that my sign board is up, everyone can see what business I’m running.”
Her target market was the employees of nearby companies and factories. It would be hard attracting workers from far away even
if she wanted to.
The competition was fierce as many breakfast diners operated on this street.
She hoped she could make a living here.
She invested all of her hopes in this store.
Duncan said nothing.
After wandering around the store, he wanted to sit down but realized Grandma May was still staring at him. He felt guilty. He was
not doing anything wrong, but why did he feel guilty when she stared at him like that?
“Carry on then. I’ll go now. I’ll come over to support you on opening day.”
Duncan did not dare stay long, fearing Grandma May’s eyes that seemed to be able to see through him.
It was no wonder someone as strong as Zachary was forced to get married.
Grandma May was a formidable person.
At that thought, Duncan could not help but remember his own grandmother. If she was still alive, maybe he would be married
now as well.
The only difference between Zachary and him was that his friend still had his nana.
“You’re a busy man, Mr. Lewis. Just tell me in advance what you want to eat for breakfast and I’ll prepare it for you. You can
come in and pack it away when you pass by. There’s no need for you to wait long and take up your time.”
There was also no need for a high and mighty CEO like him to sit in her small store for breakfast.
Liberty felt that someone like Duncan should have breakfast in a place like Wiltspoon Hotel, not her little breakfast diner.
“It’s fine.”
Duncan just wanted to show up and support Liberty.