Chapter 1593
Taylor withdrew the phone and stared at the photo for a while, somewhat lost in thought. "She is Abigail Fitzgerald. She's also your mommy's friend. Just like you, she is very mischievous and fearless."
Lincoln felt weird—he had just casually asked a question, yet Taylor told him a lot. "Handsome? You're the ugliest among the three of you," Lincoln commented rudely.
"What's wrong with your taste, kid?" This was the first time Taylor had been so despised by a child, so he was determined to prove himself.
"Look at this face, these pecs and abs, and also these long legs. Which part of me is ugly? I'm not boasting, but there aren't many who are more handsome than me in the entire Glendale."
"That's not true." Lincoln retorted. "I met someone who's more handsome than you after I got out of your car."
"Who is it?" Taylor narrowed his eyes, inexplicably feeling competitive.
"Here, it's him." Lincoln showed Taylor the screenshot he obtained from the coffee shop on his tablet.
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