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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.”

an

in pushing the cake on a

to

the end of the corridor and sent a message to

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a while, Troy still

private room, the cake

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

the coffee table before him, speaking in a slightly

said, “Would

“No.”

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

guys

are you leaving now?

stay a while longer,”

home too late.”

anymore and followed Troy to the door

Marshall, safe

have to send me. Go

Troy strode away.

I seem to have heard that your car had a flat tire. Can you go back? Why don’t

“No need.”

shall I

to pick me up. Ms. Johnson, you can go back. You are today’s

I’ll send you downstairs and leave after

her brain to think of ways

the drug was about to kick

stupidly compete with Sarah like Imogen. She

Just one night.

followed Troy into the

closed, and there were only two people in the closed space.

pressed the

Troy from the corner of her

His cuffs were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms, and the coat was draped over his elbows. It was such a casual posture, yet he

up her courage, walked behind him, and was about

opened suddenly,

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the elevator, their voices

few times. It was not difficult for her to see that this was

mature man.

Moreover, he looked familiar.

girl could remember who

on the

out, only then did Troy follow. He turned around and looked

a few steps

were surrounded by flicking

were a bit

approached. “Mr. Marshall, aren’t you

shook

not cold but somewhat

around. “Is the person who

going to take

wait with you.” Charlene walked a few

was

and she fell