Chapter 1532

Ansel froze for a second before his eyes widened in anger. "What the hell are you talking about? He chases widows, and why should I get a taste? What does that have to do with me? You're just messing with me on purpose! You and Nicholas—neither of you are any good!" Matthew put on a serious face. "What? No way, I didn't mean it like that. You're overthinking it. I was just standing up for you, that's all. Mr. Hanson is out of line. "Next time I see him, I'll tell him if he's going after widows, the least he can do is leave you some scraps. Otherwise, it's just not fair to you." Ansel's face flushed with embarrassment. He shot Matthew a glare. "Fair? Do you call that fair? You're just disgusting me now. "I used to think you were the honest, decent type, but now I get it—birds of a feather flock together. You didn't even have to learn it—you were born with the talent!" Matthew shook his head. "Come on, Mr. Mullins! You've got me all wrong. I seriously don't share Mr. Hanson's kink