"She's with Chandler"
Derek sent her to the gate of the community and told her about Crystal's current situation.
He wanted to tell her that she didn't have to worry about Crystal.
Christina was already outside the car, looking at his fair and handsome face through the window, and his dark blue eyes were crystal clear, which hid no secret behind them.
Derek seemed to be okay with her scrutiny.
As long as she wanted to stare at him, he would not shy away.
They looked at each other for three minutes.
"I'm going back" She said this, turned around, and walked towards the neighborhood.
The white Bentley was parked here until she disappeared from sight.
Ten minutes later, the lights in Apartment 402 turned on.
Derek regained his senses.
His blue eyes lowered slightly before he started the car and left.
Christina did not know what he was thinking.
She quickly returned to her haunted apartment and immediately changed her aqua blue strapless evening dress.
When she took the elevator upstairs, several residents she met looked at her with weird expressions.
After all, ordinary people really couldn't afford such an expensive dress, not to mention that she lived in such an ordinary neighborhood.
Christina angrily threw the clothes into the corner of the bathroom and stepped forward to kick them so hard that it was obvious that she was venting her anger.
"Damn it!"
[Which senior official are you going to sleep with, all dressed up? ]
The voice of that jerk lingered in her mind.She kept telling herself that she still had a lot to think about, including LUCY, Larry, Director Ann...Yes, she wanted to see her child the most.
She could do anything to hang on.
If LUCY didn't lie to her, if she really found the child, then...
if Patrick, that bastard, still couldn't remember her, then she didn't want him either! Bastard! Christina took a big garbage bag and wrapped up the expensive dress, as if she remembered that bastard the moment she saw it.Her heart was burning with anger.She was going to throw it away now.
"That woman in 402 is a little strange..."
In the elevator came two aunts who had just finished their aerobics.They were chatting happily.
"Yes, I think so too.She doesn't seem to like talking to people very much.Zamani, do you think she's the kind of woman who is kept by men..."
Christina looked up at them expressionlessly, but they were so focused on the talking that they completely ignored her.
"Hey, don't talk nonsense.Besides, we have no right to interfere with her career"
"That's right.It's possible for such a beautiful woman like her to be kept by men.Just don't bring some weirdos back.Then the background of our neighborhood will be quite complicated..."
She wanted to clarify this for herself, but then came the opening sound of the elevator.
The two middle-aged women walked out side by side.
Christina was expressionless.
She couldn't just keep them stay to listen to her explanation, right? They were still gossiping, "The new resident in 502 is even weirder"
Then the elevator door closed, leaving Christina alone in the narrow space.Suddenly, it was quiet, even a little chilly.The resident of Room 502? Christina's anger suddenly diverted by this.
When she returned to her apartment, she didn't seem so angry anymore.
She looked at the small balcony from time to time.
According to the rumors of the haunted house, even ordinary people could climb from 502 to 402 balcony.
She stood on the balcony.
The night was dark and the moon was blocked by thick clouds.There were only a few stars in the dark sky.
Christina looked up at the balcony of Room 502.
Since ordinary people could climb down, that meant that she could climb up too...
"What the hell is Christina doing?"
At this time, at the reception venue on the fourth floor of Gordon Hotel, Crystal was wearing this expensive dress.
She stood awkwardly in a corner and looked at the handsome men and women at the venue raising their glasses and laughing.She looked helpless.
"Miss Zhu, hurry up and eat.It's all yours."
A handsome figure approached her.
Chandler ridiculed her with his gentle voice, and he pointed to the food area on the left side of the venue.
Crystal glared at him expressionlessly.
"I'm not in the mood to eat now"
"If you're not in the mood to eat, then why are you here?"
Crystal was stunned and she could not refute it.
They had planned to come over and eat as much as they wanted, but that woman, Christina, stood her up.
"I'd better go."
She was a little discouraged.
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