Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 149 - 73: Chasing with a Knife, Running Away_2

Chapter 149: Chapter 73: Chasing with a Knife, Running Away_2

Afraid that with a single mistake, he’d start "parroting" again.

"Alright, sure." Gordon was surprisingly agreeable, unlike the grumpy Gordo known for his terrible morning mood.

Gordon hummed a cheerful tune, completely oblivious to the atmosphere in the room, and directly asked Summer Fairmont, "Summer, what’s for breakfast this morning?"

Sean Lowell was full of concerns, while Gordon’s face was brimming with anticipation, almost to the point of drooling.

Sean tugged on Gordon’s sleeve, signaling him not to call names randomly.

Summer Fairmont didn’t seem the least bit upset, "Sandwiches."

"Huh? Just sandwiches? How can sandwiches showcase your culinary skills, Summer? I just had a dream before waking, dreaming of the bowl of ribs and lily millet porridge you made especially for The Jilted yesterday."

Gordon tried to put on a pitiable look as he continued, "Then I woke up. I thought I’d wake up to my dream come true, and taste the porridge The Jilted left behind yesterday."

Even though Gordo’s round figure hardly associates with the word ’pitiful.’

But, but, haven’t you heard that the world fears sincerity above all?

Agreeing so well, even adding a "sure," yet keeping mentioning The Jilted casually.

Humbly accepting but resolutely not changing, fits the character of Gordo perfectly.

Gordon could of course use other nicknames too.

But, but, Sean’s list of nicknames only includes The Jilted that remotely resembles ’brother.’

Gordon has put quite some thought into starting to call Summer as sister.

Who dares say The Jilted’s ’bro’ isn’t brother, Gordon would argue with them!

"Gordon, speak normally," Sean Lowell went from tugging on Gordon’s sleeve to actively stopping him.

Gordon didn’t heed, looking at Summer Fairmont with a pitiful look again.

"Yesterday, there’s none left." As soon as Summer Fairmont spoke, Gordon’s spirit wilted.

"Oh heavens, oh earth, what did I do wrong? Why even the chance to taste leftovers is gone like an ivory taken by villains, never to return." The one with the keen sense of humor’s words are always richer than the average person.

From wilting to withering, Gordon took just one second.

"I’ll make it for you." Summer Fairmont did not ignore Gordon’s requirement, maintaining her character. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"What? Hey! Sister Summer is awesome!" Gordon flaunted smugly at Sean Lowell, deliberately extending a pinky finger, moving Sean’s hand from his sleeve in a most flamboyant gesture possible for a hefty man: "I simply ask, isn’t our Sister Summer awesome?"

"Sure, very awesome," Sean Lowell answered honestly.

Before long, Summer Fairmont had whipped up a whole pot of ribs and lily millet porridge for Gordon.

Solely dedicated, twenty-seven inches, enameled cast iron pot.

"Oh heavens, oh earth, blessed to have tasted Summer’s porridge is truly fortunate across lifetimes." Gordon exaggerated one second and then became serious the next: "Tomorrow, I have a brewery livestream, will you today go back with me, or day after tomorrow with Mr. Vaughn and others?"

"..."

"What’s wrong? Tongue-tied?" Where Gordon is, silence is impossible.

"Mr. Vaughn and Winters Ambassador just left," Sean Lowell had to update Gordon’s information system.

"No way, are you fooling a three-year-old, I even booked the return flight last night with them."

"Why don’t you call them and find out?" Sean Lowell could tell Summer didn’t want Artie Vaughn to just leave like that.

"Sure, see, it’s through." Gordon followed the suggestion.

Just by dialing a call, Gordon was as proud as if he’d learned to fly.

Flaunting to the point of using speakerphone.

Then, his call was cut off right after ringing twice.

Giving up, Gordon wasn’t the type to give up.

Redial, through again.

Ring once.

Then, voice prompt: "The number you dialed is vacant."

Clearly blacklisted.

Gordon had used the same prompt sound to blacklist Catherine Morgan.

The nation’s top talk show host, when did he have such an embarassing moment?

A proud Celestar, how could he face disgrace all the way to Islay?

"Leo has gained skills? Dare to not show up in front of me ever again. I’ll crush him." Gordon was seriously angry, to a serious consequence degree.

"Probably not manually handled by Leo. You wait till you return and find an opportunity to talk to him."