"You don't need to go, just wait in the car for me to come back."
"Brother, that's not what you said when we were leaving! You promised today was my day, didn't you?" Zoe Yale looked at her chest, fastened with a seatbelt, grabbing Harrison Yale's arm anxiously.
Harrison Yale paused, slightly raised an eyebrow, and glanced at her.
His eyes seemed to say: Your day? You believe such naive words too? You're still so young.
Zoe Yale: "..." Charles White was right, only he wouldn't trick her!
They're all wolves!
They tricked her into ditching Father, and then ditched her too!
Bad Brother!
She was going to telephone her dear husband to report this!
No wait, she should telephone her younger brother to report this now...
Zoe Yale watched the two leave, hugged her cell phone, hesitated for a while, and decisively dialed Chad Yakov's telephone...
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In a regular café at the corner.
In a Baroque-style café, with soothing and pleasant music playing.
