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Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 983

Chapter 983

“What a joke?”

Mr. Harrison was completely taken aback.

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Beatrix shared the same sentiment, wondering what had come over her grandfather. Why does he want to ride an electric bike at night? What is he thinking?

It appeared that Terence was quite determined. He asked Mr. Harrison again, “Is this town unsafe at night?”

Mr. Harrison hesitated for a moment before replying. “Well… it’s not that the town is particularly unsafe, but considering Old Mr. Quillen’s esteemed status, I’m afraid of any unexpected incidents.”

“Don’t worry; I’ll have someone to protect me.” Terence waved his hand dismissively after having visited the Templar Valor during the day and making arrangements with Alfred to come to Anchortown.

“Well… alright then!” Mr. Harrison reluctantly complied and arranged for the best electric bike for

him.

With a helmet secured, Terence set off eagerly. He longed for his hometown.

He reminisced about decades ago when he was younger, often riding his bicycle through the town.

Even though the town had undergone significant changes over the decades, he could still vaguely find

traces of the past.

This return to his hometown was about rediscovering those cherished memories of his youth.

Terence was waiting at the pedestrian crossing for the traffic lights when he heard a group of young people behind him making a commotion.

“Wow, look, there’s an old man over there.”

‘Could he be out for a late-night joyride, just like us?”

“Haha, it’s the first time I’ve seen such a trendy old man! Let’s go and meet him.”

“Hey, old man.’

A young man on a motorcycle rode up to Terence, patting his helmet and greeting him.

Terence didn’t get upset and turned to the young man with a smile. “Young man, what’s up?”

“Oh! It’s you!”

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At this point, the girl sitting on the back of the motorcycle recognized Terence and exclaimed in

surprise.

“Oh, so you’re Red’s sister. What a coincidence.” Terence also recognized the girl. They had made a bet at her house last night, and he didn’t expect to meet her again tonight.

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