Facade of Love

Chapter 189 Charlie Yates

Was Idris… giving me an explanation?

Realizing this, I calmed my somewhat chaotic breathing, casually acknowledged him with an ‘oh!‘, and then broke free from his grasp, quickly leaving without heeding his calls from behind.

He did not care about Moore’s life or death? Did not care what I would do to Moore?

Leaving the hospital, my doubts only deepened. For five years, did he really have no feelings for Moore beyond a sense of obligation?

Honestly, this version of Idris felt somewhat foreign to me. His ability to turn his back so decisively

was very… surprising.

Unable to untangle his and Moore’s messy relationship, I shook my head, deciding not to dwell on it.

As long as he did not interfere, Moore would have to spend five or six years in prison, which would be a form of revenge for the torment I had endured over the years.

Feeling good about having resolved this matter, I drove back to Azure Bay, planning to change clothes for dinner with Inch and his friend later that evening.

The night in Lake City was brightly lit and bustling. I drove through the noisy streets to a quiet

restaurant, following the address Inch had given me. It appeared tranquil due to its high–end luxury

the number of

keys and park my car. A

of classic elegance and subtle luxury. Standing outside the private

room,

thrice on the door, and a deep voice from

gesture for me to enter, she gently opened the door and then

in upscale restaurants before, but I had not expected this one to be

it was special.

upon entry, the first thing that caught my eye was a

screen, the rest of the room was obscured. I paused briefly, then called out, “Inch?” He was younger

screen responded to me initially, and for a few seconds, I wondered if I had come to the wrong place. I hesitated on whether I should have

a moment, a deep and slightly hoarse male

Charlie

hello.”

was not Inch’s.

me. Are you Inch’s

as he said, “I can’t come

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just enough for two people. A man was already seated on the