Chapter 146

After they left, Chris stood on the ladder and laughed heartily, “Rumors are everywhere, don’t take them to heart.”

Estelle continued to mix colors, a light smile playing on her lips as she replied, “I won’t.”

In the afternoon, as everyone else had already left the company, the two of them finally finished tidying up and departed together. Chris carried some stuff and laughed, “I’ll treat you to dinner tonight, what do you want to eat?”

Estelle shook her head, “No need, you should go home and rest early.”

“There’s still time, let’s discuss tomorrow’s progress plan while having dinner.”

Estelle just received a message from Emily, saying that her shift colleague had something to do and couldn’t make it, so she had to leave later. She closed her phone and raised her hand with a smile, “Okay, anything is fine.”

Chris thought for a moment, “Then let’s eat French cuisine. There’s a nice restaurant nearby.” “Alright,” Estelle nodded.

came on a motorcycle, a beautiful Ducati road trip bike.

of a music team in school. Being able to sing, dance, and paint, along with his handsome looks, he was the dream guy for

Estelle, looking dashing and grinned, “Ever been on a motorcycle before? If you’re scared, just hold onto

room for ambiguity or uncertainty in his tone.

backpack and efficiently mounted the motorcycle, declaring, “Let’s go!”

got onto the main road, speeding through the fast–moving

the racetrack. In the afternoon, there was an outdoor shooting competition, Jonathan took Henson to watch. They had

was looking out the window when his

at some documents,

of the road was a restaurant, and Estelle and a guy were walking out side by side. She was wearing a duckbill cap, a hooded tracksuit, her legs long, and her demeanor naturally refreshing. The guy beside her was also wearing a white branded tracksuit, tall and handsome, and the youthful vibe hit them as

chatted, afterwards Estelle naturally took his backpack and got

with the slow traffic, Henson kept looking in Estelle’s direction until he suddenly realized, “I remember now, Ms. Macclain and that guy we met at the racetrack,

front of their car, Henson was about to greet her, but saw the motorcycle quickly speed past

rear–view mirror, his face expressionless, seeing Jonathan’s face tense and cold.

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