Drew happened to wander over at the moment, grabbing a burger as he heard what Fritzi said, “Why isn’t Cristelle here? She still doesn’t know about this?”

Alfred grabbed a cup of coffee and left. He clearly didn’t want to talk about what happened.

Fritzi sat on the bench and bit into a sandwich, “It’s quite complicated.”

“Do you mind explaining it a bit?” Drew asked curiously.

Fritzi chewed on her sandwich and told the story about what had happened yesterday.

“Love makes someone blind. I don’t even know how to get it straight,” Fritzi shook her head at the end of the story.

“That Johnson is a little cunning!...