045: Taking Wife to Work_1

"What are you fixing?"

He said, "Streetlights."

Miss Watson had a sudden realization, "Oh, streetlights."

True to form for her eldest darling, a representative of the men's virtue class.

There was nothing interesting left to see on the fifteenth floor, so Miss Watson took the stairs home and asked Wyatt, "Are you alone?"

"Uncle Davis is also here."

Miss Watson cautioned, "Be very careful when climbing the ladder."

"Mhm, I know."

"Then I won't disturb you."

Miss Watson ended the call.

Wyatt put away his phone, replaced the light bulb, and screwed the lamp head back into place. He held onto the handrail at the edge and called down to Sir Davis, "All set."

Sir Davis then made a call to say they could switch it on.

The next second, the streetlights came on, coating Wyatt in apricot-hued light.

"Wyatt."

He was standing up high on the ladder, looked up slightly, and saw Rae Bennett.