Chapter 183 Much Harder to Care

“The thief is an old hand. He took your wallet away while you were taking pictures on

Ringvassoya. I happened to see it.”

Imogen glanced at him. “Did you go to Ringvassoya, too?”

For a moment, she even suspected that Yann had taken her wallet. It wasn’t because she was being sentimental, but it was a coincidence.

“Well, I went there yesterday.”

“Well, thank you.”

They just went today.

Could it be just a coincidence?

“Why are you being polite? Meet compatriots abroad, and I should help you if I can.” Yann handed over the wallet.

you

Imogen took the wallet over and held it in her hand. And she looked up at Yann and said, “If hadn’t come so timely, I would have booked a ticket to Oslo by now. So how about I treat you to dinner tomorrow? If your friend doesn’t mind, you can come together. I treat you.”

Yann raised his eyebrows. “Let’s talk again. I’ll go back and ask my friend.”

“Isn’t your friend too strict? It is not like your friend, but like your girlfriend, who is afraid that you will go out and flirt,” Imogen said half–jokingly.

After Yann heard that, Troy’s dark face flashed in his mind, and he couldn’t help raising his eyebrows and smiled. “He is much harder to care than a girlfriend, and you will know as you see him later.”

Imogen’s eyes flickered, fleeting, and then smiled lightly. “It is just a joke, anyway. You have greatly helped me, and I will invite you to dinner. If your friend disagrees, I will talk with him by myself.”

Yann nodded with a playful smile on his face. “Okay, then I will go back first and reply to you later.”

“Okay.”

Closing the door, Imogen leaned against the door panel, looked at the wallet in her hand, and fell into deep thought.

Was it just a coincidence?

to Troy’s room and sat down on the sofa. “The wallet has been

“Um.”

sat on the single sofa and

elbows on his knees, holding a cigarette case

Why didn’t

a cigarette and lit it with Troy’s fire.

Troy stepped forward without saying a word and punched him a

to hear the snap of

he clamped the filter element with his index finger and middle finger and moved it away. As he opened his

smoke immediately poured out, floating upward in circles,

words Imogen said yesterday that stabbed his heart with

that the temperature in Norway in December was not as cold as

Troy asked, “Did she

treat

Troy would say, so he said before he could speak, “She said I helped her a lot. She must invite me to dinner. If you disagree, she will talk to you in

it? You have to agree this time,

cigarette. “Tell her that you come to choose a restaurant, and

“Okay.”

planned to go to sea tomorrow to watch whales. Charlie had already booked a big boat whale–watching tour, which started around eight o’clock

to

her heart returned. But she didn’t refuse and

day, the three

from a glance that they were also members of a group that had reported whale watching

a local person, and the group communicated in the

set off

parted to the two

deck, the sea breeze blowing in her

her head, and the pier was getting farther away, slowly blurring until it disappeared. She looked around, surrounded by a vast expanse of seawater.

the whales would appear,

a dozen people were sitting in it at this time. The other dozen or so people were

long it took. But Imogen went to the deck again as the tour

sea area where

the pier had long since disappeared, and the ship was

world was and

was

kept their eyes wide open and

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