Rick told Anne what he said to Charlotte without leaving out a word.

"I... I just feel like the relationship between both of you is a little complicated." Anne didn't even know what to say.

Rick smiled and said nothing.

Anne asked tentatively, "Well, what should we do now? Are you both going to stay in a fight?"

"Let's talk about this after I recover."

"Rick..."

"I'm fine," Rick said. He paused awhile and continued, "She's okay too."

Anne sighed.

Charlotte was in the garden alone, lost in her thoughts. Her phone vibrated a few times before she snapped back to reality. She hurriedly picked it up and said, "Hello?"

"Darling, it's me." Avery said lightly from the other end of the line.

Charlotte lowered her voice and replied, "Are you nuts?"

Was it allowed to randomly address anybody as

"darling"?

"Probably. I drank a lot. Hurry up and fetch me home, darling."

"That's none of my business."

"Wow, Aria. You are so heartless. I am your brother!"

Wait a minute.

Had Avery mistaken Charlotte for somebody else?

Charlotte hesitated for a moment and asked Avery to provide his current address.

The main reason was that there was nothing she could do if she stayed in the hospital. Rick wouldn't want to see her anyways.

Charlotte texted Anne to tell her that she had to go help a friend in need. After Anne read her text, she looked over to her brother, who was sleeping soundly, and replied with an "Okay". Shortly afterwards, Charlotte rushed to the bar.

Avery was leaning against the bar counter alone. His wallet, which had no cash, sat still beside his hand, his credit cards scattered all over the floor.

"Hello, what's wrong with him?" Charlotte questioned the bartender.

"I don't know." The bartender didn't feel like meddling in their affair.

Charlotte fished out her purse and withdrew 500 dollars from it. "Please, this is my...brother."

out the last

paid

this time, not only did he not confess that he was drunk, but he

better to help him than to pretend as if I don't know him at all,"

up like this after

us know this man named Mr. Fuller. How much money does he still

doesn't owe me any money now. Mr.

Charlotte nodded.

out of the bar, and assisted him

the front passenger seat, he immediately opened his eyes. "Lottie, my ID card is in my left pocket. Type the address written on the ID card into the navigator, I need

"You were faking it?"

was spying on

you

an enemy and a friend. There's no

from usual. Upon realizing the seriousness of the situation, Charlotte immediately took out

Road, Fuchsia

into the navigator. After driving for a short distance, something suddenly flashed across her

not

registration end up in River

completely this time. Through the rearview mirror and the side mirror, he was able

over, that fellow still didn't think of letting

very secretive." Charlotte also noticed Shane's car and asked,

wants to know why I came

because of our

I have to apologize to you. I chose to do business with you because I wanted to come to

I was extremely lucky to have you as a business partner, I already knew that you chose to partner with

also went into a coma because of the accident. No matter what, I

flirtatious to

say it's

"Poor Avery,"

was slightly taken aback. "Don't you want to ask me more about who

concerns your privacy,

are friends, but Shane and I will never be friends." Avery said with his

from stopping Shane, I won't leave you alone because you treat me as a friend. After all, I'm not that close with Shane anymore." It was not hard to crack the code

he tried to erase Charlotte's speculation by purposely mistaking her as his sister. Then, he caught her attention by blurting out Shane's name. Seeing that she was dumbfounded, he then proceeds to ask her to drive to the address written on

this was for the sole

would be the greatest benefit of

Avery's point of view, Charlotte's appearance would be helpful in

great and

shown mercy to anyone just because

that

car arrived

helped Avery, who continued his act, into

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