Charles suddenly reached out to snatch her phone.
“Who has been texting you lately?”
He suddenly questioned her with a serious look.
“Give it back to me.”
Christina had drunk six cans of beer before, but now she was sober and said word by word.
No one knew it was due to the cold night wind or the text message received.
Charles ignored her words, stood up directly, took the phone, and took a step back.She was immediately anxious so she pounced on her to get it back.
“What’s the password?”
Charles raised his hand so that she couldn’t reach it, but he needed the password to open it.She was relieved to see that the screen was locked.
But he kept asking, “Did anyone ask you to participate in this advertisement? Who?”
His question shocked her.
He was not a playboy who was only interested in eating, drinking, and pleasure-seeking.He had asked someone to check her number since he saw her receive a text message by the fountain last time.
The result was very surprising.
“I sent someone to check your communication records.You recently have contacted someone many times.It happened to be around the time of this advertisement.Who was he?”
“Why are you secretly investigating my privacy?”
Hearing him say so much all of a sudden, she was in panic, especially seeing his burning questioning look.
“Christina, I’m asking you, who are asking you to participate in this advertisement?”
Nervous, she compressed her lips and did not speak.
She felt afraid that he would find out something, especially when the text message contents flashed through her mind.
A few simple words, “Stay away from Charles”
It was from LUCY.
But now she was not sure if it was LUCY herself.
At this moment, the cold night wind blew, and she turned around in fear to observe the surroundings.
She felt she was under observation.
Fear and anxiety overtook her.
Someone was watching her.She was like a puppet manipulated, and she hated that feeling but no one would help her.
Charles kept asking, “Who has asked you to participate in it?”
She looked at him with horror and guilt.She stood on this busy street, looked around, panted, and shouted herself hoarse, “What on earth are you wanting me to do?”
“What the hell are you wanting?”
She was on the verge of tears anxiously.She was trembling all over.
In the end, she fixed the cold alley with a stare.
There was a black Ferrari.
She had an intuition that someone was staring at her over there.
She hated that feeling of being trapped in a maze and never being able to walk out.
When he was stunned, she jumped up and snatched the phone back.
Then she ran away in a hurry.
He did not chase after her, just looking straight at her escaping figure.He did not see the text message on her phone just now, but suddenly he had a presentiment.
The people around looked at them curiously, the owner of the restaurant was also surprised, but they all thought that she had drunk too much so she quarreled with her boyfriend and ran away.
Afterward, Charles paid the bill and left.
He suddenly thought of something and turned around to look in the direction of the streetlight at the entrance of the alley.
Just now, she had been looking in that direction intentionally or unintentionally, but now it was empty there.
Under the dim yellow light, there were no pedestrians at all.
Charles looked around carefully, only to see a black Ferrari slowly driving away as if there was nothing strange.
The night wind blew against him.
Charles was only wearing a dark blue shirt and suit pants.
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