The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

Once Lydia came out and gave the dresses to the waitstaff to deliver to the cashier, Lydia walked over to Wendy.

"Miss Wendy, can I talk to you?"

"Yeah. What is it?"

"I just found out you gave me too much cash."

Wendy smiled at her. "I did. That's why don't worry about buying things at this place."

"But I can't accept it."

"It's a bonus, darling. I am satisfied with your service so far. It's not like you never received a bonus from your customer."

That's true. Lydia often gets bonuses and tips from her customers. The person who gave her the most was Kaylee. And sometimes, the girl would give her double the price of her services every Christmas, Easter, and Halloween.

This is the first time she gets a bonus from Wendy because, basically, Kaylee always pays for Wendy and Nick's assistance. And the girl's bonus was ten times Kaylee's usual bonus.

"But it's too much, Miss Wendy."

"Really? But it's too little for me, considering your skills."

"But…"

"Lydia, I told you to check your account, didn't I? But you said you believed me, and once you accepted it, you can't return it."

Lydia was too speechless. Now she felt certain that Wendy was indeed Nick's sister. Both are equally pushy and… irritating!

"If you're still in the mood, why don't you come to Brooklyn to see a music performance."

"Ha?"

"You can wear the clothes you bought and beautify yourself."

"What?"

"Or you can come with Kaylee or me and go together. Your choice."

Lydia glanced at Kaylee for help using her eyes, but Kaylee's phone rang, so the girl would instead answer the call than help her.

"Lydia, you know you have no other choice, don't you?"

"I…" Before Lydia could finish her sentence, a waitstaff called her to pay for her things at the cashier.

In the end, Lydia went to the cashier and paid for her dresses, including the flowery dress. After that, she approached Kaylee, who was still talking to someone through her phone.

"Have you paid for it?" Kaylee asked after putting her phone back in her bag.

"I am done."

"Good. Declan has arrived. Let's go."

Wendy nodded in agreement and walked out of the shop when she saw a tall, handsome man walking up to them.

"Good evening, ladies," the man greeted the three of them, but his eyes ended up looking at Kaylee with a look full of love.

"Good evening, Mister Black. I hope you don't get lost finding this place."

"Of course not. Even if I get lost, I will always be able to find my wife."

Kaylee lowered her face shyly while circling her hands in his arms. "Stop teasing me."

"You look beautiful, sweetheart." as usual, Declan is never stingy with his compliments and always speaks his heart out frankly. He even showed his affection by kissing her crown even though they were not alone.

"Lydia, have you made your mind? Are you going home first to get ready, or are you coming with us right away?"

"I don't want to disturb you," Lydia answered without giving the impression that she would come to join them to watch Nick's music group performance.

"So you're going home and following us later?" Wendy still insists on getting reassurance from the poor girl making Lydia speechless.

"What if I don't come?"

"Then I'll terror you every day."

"..."

Declan, who didn't understand what was happening, lowered his face to whisper to his wife. "What happened?"

Kaylee tiptoed slightly to whisper back to him. "Wendy wants to pair Lydia with Nick."

One of Declan's eyebrows rose in surprise. He wondered why Wendy meddled in other people's business instead of worrying about herself? If his memory served him right, Robert was desperate to have Wendy.

Nevertheless, that's none of his business. Hugging Kaylee and being with this girl was the most important thing on his mind right now.

Kaylee couldn't bear to see Lydia in trouble while her best friend was so stubborn about bringing the girl together with her brother. After all, the two of them would meet again when Kaylee summoned Lydia for her services.

Why tonight…

Could it be Wendy wants to use Nick's guitar-playing charisma to lure Lydia? No girl could stand up to Nick's true charm while playing the guitar.

"Lydia, she was joking. She won't terror you."

Lydia exhaled a relief sigh at Kaylee's words while Wendy looked at Kaylee with a sullen face.

"But I will disappoint if you don't come. Wendy has given you a big bonus, and you have also bought clothes for tonight. You will disappoint both of us." her words made Wendy smile widely and raise her thumb at Kaylee.

"..." why did Lydia feel that Kaylee's words were much heavier than being terrorized by Wendy?

She'd rather be terrorized by Wendy than have to bear the burden of making a good girl like Kaylee feel disappointed in her.

On the other hand, Declan felt a hidden danger when facing two girls like Kaylee and Wendy. No one would dare offend the two of them.

Both are equally dangerous vixen.

"Okay. I will come. Then I will go home first. See you later, and good evening Mister Black." Lydia turned away with her shoulders drooping as if she wasn't in the least bit excited about coming to tonight's event.

"Why do I feel guilty? Wendy, it's all because of you."

"How come?"

"She's still young. We don't have to set on who she likes."

"Of course, it is necessary if I want her to be my sister-in-law."

Kaylee sighed resignedly to hear that, then turned to the side because she heard the sound of laughter from her lover.

"Why are you laughing?"

"It reminds me of my mother," Declan answered softly before turning to glance at Wendy. "You look like my mother, who insisted on setting me up with Kaylee."

"But you fell in love with her at the end, don't you?"

"And she is the best thing that ever happened in my life."

Kaylee felt her heart beating fast, and her heart was filled with butterflies dancing in the flower garden.

"That was the most unexpected thing I've ever heard of."

Suddenly a masculine voice came from behind Wendy, making the three of them turn their heads.

Wendy and Declan were surprised to see the person, but strangely Kaylee smiled broadly at the man's arrival.