Searching for Phillip in the house, Karl doubted that the Grand Sport Vitesse downstairs might be Phillip's.
When Ann noticed that Karl was back, she was happy and was about to say something.
But Karl did not look well. He pulled Ann aside and asked, "What's going on with them?"
Ann couldn't help but shake her head, "They came here by themselves. I just sent you a message. And someone from the Moore family might come to pick them up later."
Stunned, Karl took out his phone and checked it. There were indeed missed calls and text messages from Ann.
Karl flushed, "Ann, I trust you."
Ann shook her head and didn't mind. He took Karl's coat and was about to hang it on the clothes rack at the side.
However, she smelled a sweet lady perfume from his coat. Her eyelashes flickered slightly, "Karl, are you having a party with your colleagues today?"
Karl did not realize.
Ann smiled and her tone was casual, "I could smell perfume on your coat."
Karl became somewhat panicked, and he forced a smile, "Yes, there was an afternoon tea party. And there were a lot of people."
Ann looked down. She was a perfumer, knowing that it would be impossible for the scent to be so thick if the smell belonged to a passerby.
However, Karl had taken good care of her and Nikki for the past few years. She always believed him.
Ann chuckled and looked at Karl with clear eyes.
"I'll help you wash this coat. The other is ironed and now in your room."
Looking around Ann, Karl sighed in relief after he realized that she didn't suspect him.
"Alright ... I'll go down and throw away the garbage."
...
Sitting in the car, Phillip fixed his eyes on the sixth floor of the building with a serious face.
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