Chapter 564

Chapter 564

Morris was the one driving Hank back to Charity Orphanage to retrieve his belongings.

Hank sat in the backseat. Sitting beside him in the back was Cherise.

No one spoke inside the car–it was eerily quiet. The atmosphere made Hank glance at Cherise, who was sitting next to him with her arms crossed, staring expressionlessly straight ahead.

Morris was just as silent, focusing solely on driving. However, his fingers drummed lightly on the steering wheel, tapping at an irregular rhythm.

Hank shrank his neck slightly, feeling that something was off. After a few minutes, he finally mustered the courage to speak. “Well, Ms. Leach?”

Hearing him call her, Cherise turned her head and fixed her gaze on him. “What is it?”

Her response only deepened Hank’s unease. Boldly, he asked, “Uh…Ms. Leach, why does it feel like the atmosphere is kinda weird?

“Is it that the two of you can’t have a third person in your space? Should I just get out and ride my bike to Charity Orphanage instead? Playing the third wheel like this feels way too weird.”

At his words, Cherise let out a light chuckle, seemingly relaxed. “Huh, that won’t be necessary.” After a brief pause, she added, “Are you sure there’s nothing you’d like to tell me from the heart?”

“What?” Hank yelped at the unexpected question.

front. Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to say something like that now? I

finished speaking, he even

loud blaring of the horn made it clear that he was not pleased

Morris, don’t take it to heart. I just talk too much.” Hank immediately shrank his neck again, his survival instincts kicking in.

decent–I could barely pass as a little Einstein.

“I don’t like beating around the bush. I prefer being straightforward. “There’s

Hank suddenly felt a little

make

my homemade signal jammer

saying this, he patted his head. “Oh, wait, of course you’d know. Two years ago, when I switched identities with

those two times, right?” Cherise asked as soon as

nervous. For some reason, whenever he was in

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through him–he couldn’t keep a single secret,

smile playing on her lips. Then, she pulled out a piece of paper covered in

saw the letter, the playful grin on his face froze. Cherise

Hank was cursing himself. ‘Crap. She got me. What do I

Cherise’s smile deepened. “What’s wrong?

Don’t you think so, Ms. Leach? Though, of course, it’s nowhere near as good as yours.”

a hurry. There was still some distance to the orphanage. She

was from the orphanage. You arranged for her to do it, and

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