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Upon hearing Charlie's words, the class fell silent immediately. He seized the moment to

approach Yvette, grinning cheerfully. "Ahem, Yvette, could you also get me an autographed photo of Ashton? My wife is a big fan of his!"

Upon hearing this, Yvette's delicate red lips curled into a slight smile. Ashton really had fans of

all ages!

"No problem, Professor Lawrence."

"That's great, fantastic!" Charlie was overjoyed and let something slip in his excitement, "Next time my wife gets mad at me, I'll give her a signed photo of Ashtor, and I won't have to sleep on the couch anymore!"

"Oh... Professor Lawrence, so you're afraid of your wife!" The whole class erupted in laughter,

teasing him.

Charlie immediately responded, "You youngsters don't understand. As they say, 'happy wife, happy life." Yvette's lips curved slightly at his word. Right at that moment, she received a message from Jake. "Boss, the client for the job we accepted on the dark web is urging us again, asking when you'll be able to go to Zaria!"

I'll head

research institute, but now that lan

"Got it,

pulled up at the campus

Quinn, as per your instructions, we'ye arranged for someone to

to pick up Ms. Yvette," Samuel reported respectfully. "Very good," Wilson said, his thin

good mood.

could have Yvette all to

couldn't help but silently mutter

left no stone unturned. He truly

would probably be furious and criticize him for his lack of

gate and spotted the familiar Maybach, her rosy lips curled

of the car, his long legs carrying him toward Yvette. His handsome face bore a gentle smile, one that

Wilson naturally took her hand, his tone indulgent.

blinked and replied,