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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

went to cut the

the end of the corridor and sent

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for a while, Troy

the private room, the cake had

walked over. “Mr. Marshall, do you

to the coffee table before him, speaking in a

Troy and said, “Would you like

“No.”

raised his hand, and glanced at his watch. Then, he went

guys

behind him, “Mr. Marshall, are you leaving now? Aren’t you going to

a while longer,” an

home too late.” Troy took his coat

persuade anymore and followed Troy to the door of

Marshall, safe trip

to send me. Go

Troy strode away.

Marshall, I seem to have heard that your car

“No need.”

shall I send you

can go back. You are

send you downstairs and leave after you

her brain to think of ways to make

drug was

stupidly compete with Sarah like Imogen.

Just one night.

Troy into

were only two people in the closed

pressed the

up Troy from

only wearing a black shirt. His cuffs were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms, and the coat was draped over his elbows.

her courage, walked behind him, and

this moment, the elevator door opened suddenly, and several

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Troy in the elevator, their

girl glanced at Troy a few times. It was not difficult for her to see that this was a successful man. He looked young, but his eyes were calm, and he exuded the

mature man.

Moreover, he looked familiar.

young girl could remember who this man was, the

on

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

just a few steps away. I’ll

the bar, they were surrounded by flicking neon lights, and a gust of cold wind blew

nights were

“Mr. Marshall, aren’t

shook his

not only not cold but

around. “Is the person who is picking

going to

Charlene walked a few

was her last

tilted, and she fell straight