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.

motorcycle, a

family was quite well–off, and he was also the lead singer of a music team in school. Being

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

was no room for ambiguity

backpack and efficiently mounted the motorcycle, declaring,

motorcycle quickly got onto the main road, speeding through the fast–moving cars,

in the evening, Millard drove Henson and Jonathan back from the racetrack. In the afternoon, there was an outdoor shooting competition, Jonathan took Henson to

time, so they were moving slowly. Bored, Henson was looking out the window when his eyes suddenly

some documents, immediately turned

side 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

two of them happily chatted, afterwards Estelle naturally took his backpack and got on his motorcycle.

he suddenly realized, “I remember now, Ms. Macclain and that guy we met at the racetrack, they must really be

saw the motorcycle quickly speed past them, weaving through the traffic, and

Jonathan through the rear–view mirror, his face

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