There was a flash in his eyes as he squinted them. However, he didn't intend to take any action yet.
Instead, he fished out a new phone from his pocket and played with it.
"Where's my phone?”
Only after Charlotte ran for about two hundred meters did she realize she had lost her phone. She had handed all the cash to Zachary, so she was penniless at the moment.
She looked around. This place was fifty kilometers away from her home.
There was no way she could go home on foot.
I have neither my phone nor money. I can't go home like this. What should I do now?lt's late at night.
Only the 24-hour convenience stores are operating.
The other shops are closed. I can't even hide. Besides, there is neither a public telephone nor a taxi.So...
Heaving a sigh, Charlotte headed back to the car.
Well, being tortured by the Devil is better than wandering the street like a homeless person.
"Sir, which brand do you want?" asked the woman enthusiastically.
"Any brand will do." Zachary looked at his watch. Three minutes top. That woman will be back.
"Sir, do you want day pads or overnight pads?" the woman continued asking.
"Anything." Zachary frowned with frustration.
"Then, with or without wings?" Another question came from the woman.
Zachary held his forehead, greatly annoyed by her continuous questions. "Give me one of each."
"One of each? Do you mean each type from every brand, with wings and without wings, or..."
"Shut up!" Zachary couldn't stand it anymore. His anger was about to burst.
"Sir, you have to make yourself clear. I don't know what you want."
The woman kept asking thousands of questions.
Zachary started clenching his fists.
"Give me a packet of Kotex overnight pads. Thank you."
A familiar voice rang out. Finally, the awkward situation was eased.
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