“There's no need to be in such a hurry, right? Didn't we already get our application approved?” Charlotte frowned, and she sounded slightly dissatisfied.

She looked at Otis, who was lying in the sofa with an arrogant posture in front of her.

He was a medium-looking man with a decent figure. He had a square face, lengthy eyes and thick eyes brows. He might look restrained and polite in front of some people, but he was quite wild and arrogant in front of other people. Only those who were really close to him could know how sophisticated and sinister he was. He was really not the type Charlotte would like.

Most importantly, he was twelve years older than her.

Tsk, old man.

"What? You have a problem with that?" Otis raised his eyebrows, disdain written on his face, "You think you have other options? Are you still thinking about your old flame from the past?"

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reply at all, "I met Luther today

was stunned and her eyes lit up. When they were having dinner just now, she heard Otis say that he had attended

four years since the engagement party, and

his handsome and cool appearance always lingered in her mind. How was it possible for her to forget him? Especially when she looked

it was all thanks to

flickering change in Charlotte's eyes. There

in your mind. Do you even know what you did? Do you still

leave me alone." Charlotte couldn't help but retort, "You have been such a lowly being with a lowly taste in your bones. Do you even think you can be compared with Luther?" She

front of everyone... Ah!" She hadn't finished her words when she

enraged, dragged her directly to the top of the couch and rampaged all over her

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