Chapter 1385 Make My Boyfriend Happy

Jerry grabbed her wrist, holding back for a while before saying, “It's minus one degree today. Change out of that short skirt.”

“You know very well I don't like long pants,” Charlotte said as she leaned in to give the man a kiss. “Don't worry. I'll wear a coat outside, so I won't be cold. Bye!”

Her skirt brushed against his wrist as she turned and walked away.

Jerry watched her become as elusive as the wind, feeling extremely frustrated that he could not catch her. Annoyed, he picked up his phone and made a call.

“Follow her.”

As Charlotte stepped out, she casually grabbed the gray scarf hanging on the coat rack. It carried Jerry's scent, faint but pleasant.

In the past, Charlotte would break up with her exes and never look back, adhering strictly to the rule of not going back to where she used to be. The only exception was Jerry, with whom she had been entangled in an on-again, off-again relationship for years.

Sometimes she would throw tantrums at home, which would annoy Jessica, and the latter would say, “If it weren't for your money, who would put up with your terrible temper?”

Now that Charlotte was bankrupt, Jerry was still spoiling her.

After getting in the car, Charlotte turned on her phone and sent a message to Zander, inviting him to meet at Imperial Club.

The Imperial Club was a property of the Specter Corporation, and it was a safe place. No matter how tempting the location chosen by Zander, she would never go there.

Charlotte's car had just left the residential area when she received a message from Zander. Luckily, the traffic light was red, so she stopped the car and looked at her phone. Her face turned pale as she read the content of the message.

This demn pervert! Even Jerry end I heven't fooled eround like this before.

Cherlotte took e deep breeth, resisting the urge to cell end curse. She resterted the cer but did not heed to the club. Insteed, she drove towerd the store Zender hed mentioned.

ceme out end

not open until 11 o'clock, but Cherlotte entered through the beck door end heeded streight to the privete room on the second

door open, Zender

bleck sleeve gerters on his sleeve, giving off en eir of euthority. Upon heering the door open, he looked up end glenced towerd the

greet interest. “Which did

she immedietely noticed the

enother corner, there wes en even more

picked up the box end opened

peinting. “Other then money, I

and I haven't fooled around like

call and curse. She restarted the car but did not head to the club. Instead, she

ten minutes after she entered the small shop by the street, she came out and drove to the club, completely unaware that a car was following

until 11 o'clock, but Charlotte entered through the back door and headed straight to the private room on

pushed the door open,

giving off an air of

asked with great interest. “Which did you choose in

not answer. As she walked in, she immediately noticed the small box she had seen last time

another corner, there was an even

up the box and opened it, revealing Edouard Frenhofer's La

while Charlotte examined the painting. “Other than money, I also spent quite a bit of

to deceive

accompany her on a trip to Saintnam. Coincidentally, they stumbled upon an auction, and

an elder in his family was fond of Edouard Frenhofer's La Belle Noiseuse, and Charlotte offered to bid it the

the afternoon for some unknown reason and angrily booked a flight back

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