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Chapter 105 The Temperament of a Mature Man

After dinner, everyone moved to the bar.

The employees all left, but Troy was still sitting in his seat.

Charlene smiled and said, “Mr. Marshall, aren’t you going?

“Since it’s already this time, it wouldn’t be good to back down now. Everyone is thrilled that you came today.”

Seeing that Troy was silent, Charlene continued, “The cake I ordered is at the bar. Mr. Marshall, no matter what, you should eat the birthday cake.”

The deputy director also said, “Mr. Marshall, the bar is next door. It won’t take a lot of time to go there and sit down for a while.”

“Let’s go.” Troy picked up the coat on the back of the chair.

The deputy director immediately took the coat over.

When Troy arrived at the private room of the bar, people were already singing.

Troy found a corner seat and sat down, raised his hand, and loosened his neckline.

He rested his left arm on the armrest of the sofa and rubbed the space between his brows gently.

For some reason, he felt dizzy with a headache.

“Mr. Marshall, are you not feeling fell? Drink some water.” Charlene looked at Troy’s appearance, poured some plain water from a disposable cup, and put it in front of Troy.

“Thank you.” Troy raised his spectacles and glanced at Charlene.

Charlene smiled at Troy.

Troy picked up his water cup and took a sip of water.

Did Charlene like him?

The answer seemed to be yes, but not really.

She was very considerate tonight but not out of line.

People in the private room were singing.

After a few songs, the deputy director came and asked, “Mr. Marshall, aren’t you going to sing?”

“You guys sing.” Troy waved.

The deputy director did not ask any more questions.

Troy was already nice enough to come here.

Troy raised his hand and unbuttoned the neckline, and the two openings exposed his collarbone.

He stood up and walked out.

“Mr. Marshall!” Charlene thought he was going to leave.

Troy carefully looked at Charlene’s expression. “I’m going out to get some air. It’s a little stuffy

here.”

showed an

this time, the waiter came in pushing the cake on

went to

the end of the corridor and sent a message to

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for a while, Troy

the private room,

“Mr. Marshall, do you want to try it? The cakes from this

gestured to the coffee table before him, speaking in

said, “Would you like to sing a song at this

“No.”

the small cake plate, took a taste for the sake of it, raised his hand, and glanced at his watch. Then, he went to the sofa to pick up his coat. “It’s getting late. I’ll go back

guys

said behind him, “Mr. Marshall, are you leaving

a while longer,”

go home too late.” Troy

not persuade anymore and followed Troy to the

Marshall, safe trip

to send me. Go

Troy strode away.

your

“No need.”

I send

me up. Ms. Johnson, you can go back. You

I’ll send you downstairs and leave after you get in the

her lips, racking her brain to

knew the drug was

compete with Sarah like Imogen. She just wanted

Just one night.

followed Troy

two people in the closed space. It

pressed the

Troy from the corner

revealing his muscular forearms, and the coat was draped over his elbows. It was such a casual posture, yet he had an indescribable

up her courage, walked behind him, and was about

moment, the elevator door opened suddenly, and

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When they saw Troy in the

few times. It was not difficult for her to see that this was a successful man. He looked young, but his

mature man.

Moreover, he looked familiar.

the young girl could remember who this

stopped on the ground

people went out, only then did Troy follow. He turned around and looked at Charlene. “Sending me

a few steps

were surrounded by flicking neon lights, and a gust

were a bit

Marshall, aren’t

shook

only not cold

person who is picking

to take

I’ll wait with you.” Charlene walked a few steps toward

this was

high heels tilted, and she fell straight onto