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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

time, the waiter came in

to

end of the corridor and sent a

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standing outside for a while, Troy still felt a little

room,

a piece and walked over. “Mr. Marshall,

the coffee table before him, speaking in

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

“No.”

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

guys

him, “Mr. Marshall, are you leaving now?

stay a while longer,” an

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

employees did not persuade anymore and followed Troy to the door of the private

safe trip

to send me.

Troy strode away.

have heard that your car had a flat tire.

“No need.”

shall I send you

up. Ms. Johnson, you can go back. You are today’s birthday girl. They are still

you downstairs and leave after

racking her brain to

drug was

would not stupidly compete with Sarah like Imogen.

Just one night.

Troy into

door closed, and there were only two people in

the ground

stood behind Troy, sizing up Troy from the

were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms, and the coat was draped over

behind him, and was about

elevator door opened suddenly,

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saw Troy in the elevator, their voices fell silent for a

for her to see that this was a successful man. He looked young,

mature man.

Moreover, he looked familiar.

young girl could remember who this

on the ground

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

steps away. I’ll send

from the bar, they were surrounded by flicking neon lights, and a gust of

nights were

approached. “Mr. Marshall, aren’t

Troy shook

not cold but somewhat hot for

around. “Is the person who

going to take a

with you.” Charlene walked a few steps toward

knew this was her last

high heels tilted, and she fell straight onto