Chapter 84 Is He A Professional Cyclist
He was not exactly interested in Charlotte. The only reason he chose to follow her was due to the demonic energy he sensed from her when he first met her.
He refrained from mentioning his suspicions about the demonic energy surrounding the young girl earlier in the living room, knowing that the Sunderlands would not understand his words and wanting to avoid causing unnecessary worry for them.
Moreover, Emrys had been treated with kindness by Franklin throughout their interactions. In addition, Cordelia had shared with Emrys that the Sunderlands were willing to dedicate all their sales channels to promoting and distributing products from Cordelia Group.
Therefore, it was imperative for him to take an active role in keeping Charlotte out of trouble.
Emrys followed silently behind.
As Charlotte quickened her pace, frustration and puzzlement filled her. Who exactly is this person? He’s even pushing a bicycle? What a weirdo!
Beside an Audi SUV, stood two men and a woman.
One of the young men, around twenty–two or twenty–three years old, wore sunglasses, while the other two people appeared to be high school students.
They were waiting for Charlotte.
“You finally arrived! We’ve been waiting for you for almost half an hour!” The girl named Shaynice Thankhew was the first to spot Charlotte.
She ran over to Charlotte and enthusiastically grabbed her hands, revealing that they were best friends. “Sorry, Shaynice, I had late lunch today,” Charlotte replied.
“This is Kyril’s older brother, Lance Trump. He’ll be joining our trip to Mount Celestial. Look, this is his SUV,” Shaynice said, bringing Charlotte over and introducing her to the young man in shades.
“Hey, Lance,” Charlotte greeted.
“Hey.” Lance smiled and nodded.
He could not help but size Charlotte up and was especially drawn to her fair and beautiful legs beneath the pleats of her skirt. Nice. What a sweet, innocent–looking high school girl.
Lance’s eyes were filled with desire, but they remained hidden behind his sunglasses, unnoticed by the others.
On the side, Kyril Trump said, “Now that everyone’s here, let’s get going. I can’t wait to listen to Saint Yellowbeard’s chanting.
The four of them swiftly got into the car.
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However, she soon noticed Charlotte kept looking back and could not help but ask, “What are you looking at, Charlotte?”
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