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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 embarrassed

time, the waiter came in pushing the

went to

walked slowly to the end of the corridor and sent a message to

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a while,

to the private room, the cake had

Marshall, do you want to try it?

to the coffee table before him, speaking in a slightly hoarse

on the table before Troy and said, “Would you like

“No.”

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 first. You

guys

leaving now? Aren’t you going to stay a while.

Marshall, stay a while longer,” an

play. Don’t go home too late.” Troy took his coat

anymore and followed Troy to

safe trip

to send me.

Troy strode away.

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

“No need.”

shall I send

pick me up. Ms. Johnson, you can go

leave after you get

to think of ways

was about to

stupidly compete with Sarah

Just one night.

Troy into the

elevator door closed, and there were only two people in

the ground

Troy from the corner

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

door opened suddenly, and several young

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in the

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

mature man.

Moreover, he looked familiar.

who this man was, the elevator

elevator stopped on the

He turned

a few steps away. I’ll send you

out from the bar, they were surrounded by flicking neon

nights were a

Marshall, aren’t

shook

cold but somewhat hot for

looked around. “Is the person who is

going to

you.” Charlene

this was

heels tilted, and she fell straight