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Chapter 283 An Annoying Fly

As Imogen said, Charlie really thought like that.

When Chad walked over with the phone and handed it to her, Charlie really didn’t want to take it, but many people around looked at her, so Charlie had to reach out to take the phone and wipe its screen. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. It’s a piece of cake.” Chad showed a faint smile, and his gold–rimmed glasses dazzled with a metallic luster.

Charlie asked coldly, “Why are you here?”

“I heard the scenery here is pretty good, so I came here to relax myself, but I didn’t expect to meet you.”

Charlie glanced at Chad suspiciously.

Chad turned his head to look at the thief, who was pinned to the ground by passers–by, and took out his phone to call the police.

After hanging up the phone, he said, “The police will be here soon, so please wait here.”

Imogen walked over quickly. “Charlie, are you okay?”

Charlie said, “I’m fine. You can go shopping first, and I will find you later after we help the police know about the situation.”

“Why is he here?” Imogen glanced at Chad next to her.

Charlie rolled her eyes and glanced at Troy. “He said he came here to relax. Who would believe it?”

Troy, who suffered a caustic tone from Charlie, was calm and looked up at Chad. Chad met Troy’s gaze for a moment, then averted his eyes to land on Charlie.

Troy also averted his eyes and passed a shrimp meatball to Grace in his arms. Imogen understood. “Well, I’ll wait here with you.”

“No. Time is running out, so you’d better go to take photos,” said Charlie.

Imogen said, “Alright, call me when you’re done.”

“Okay,” Charlie said.

Imogen turned to Troy and said, “Let’s go.”

The moment Imogen and Troy passed by, Chad caught a glimpse of Troy’s profile and suddenly felt

it looked familiar as if he had seen it somewhere. This familiarity did not come from the resemblance between Troy and Yohan.

But Chad couldn’t remember where he had seen it.

Maybe Chad met Troy once when Troy was on a business trip abroad.

Chad looked at the figures of the two leaving and asked casually, “Is that Troy Marshall, the new president of the Marshall Group?”

“Yes,” Charlie answered.

remember they

is as an annoying fly as someone,” Charlie said slowly. After saying that, regardless of Chad’s expression, Charlie walked over to thank the

holding the thief and said she would treat them to a

cake. I think you should invite that young man to a meal.

pursed her lips, and turned around to smile. “Okay, I will definitely treat him, and

“No…”

two strong men waved their

supermarket in the scenic spot to buy some water and gifts for the two. Not long after, the police arrived, and they watched the surveillance, knew the whole situation based

away.

Charlie breathed a sigh of relief and then greeted Chad, “All are over. Bye–bye.” And then she immediately turned around and left

“Wait!” Chad exclaimed.

wrong?” Charlie said.

say you wanted to treat me to a meal?”

before finishing speaking, and then her face turned gloomy. “I just said that

take it seriously,” Chad replied.

to eat. As a privileged person from

Chad glanced in a

and found the two men talking not

teeth and

away.

was connected, Imogen’s voice came from the receiver, “Charlie, is it over? We are

now…”

find you until after the meal,” Charlie said before Imogen

to be careful and call me if there is any

“Okay, don’t worry.”

picked up the camera, and conducted Troy and Grace, who were a few feet away. “Please come

Grace insisted on taking a photo with

the photos on the camera with Imogen, and asked casually, “Was it Ms. Franco’s

said she can’t come over here now.” Looking

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ex–boyfriend is a mixed race, right?”

and looked at Troy with her

eyes and facial bones,” Troy

mentioned it before,” Imogen said.

you say that?”

Although Chad’s facial features were like a person with mixed. blood, it was not so obvious that someone could find that Chad was a mixed race at a glance. Chad went to learn about restaurants here in advance, so he chose a restaurant offering

I help you? Valentine’s Day is approaching, so our restaurant

“No, thanks.”

“Sure.”

answered in unison.

looked at each other. Charlie was the first to speak, “No, just order the

“Ms. Franco, you