His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 772: I advise you not to mention this person in front of Alex

Chapter 772: Chapter 772: I advise you not to mention this person in front of Alex

Chapter 772

After Robert Foster steadily drove away, Charles Carrington redirected his gaze and walked over to her.

He got two cups of steaming hot coffee, adding sugar and milk to Chloe Collins’ cup.

"How come you have time to visit me today?"

Chloe gazed at Robert’s car with distant eyes, "Just checking if you, old man, are doing well."

Charles Carrington: "Please, like you really care about me?"

"Your father is holding a banquet for your younger brother today, aren’t you going home to help out?"

"Mind your own business."

As she finished speaking, Chloe took a sip of coffee, and too much milk foam stuck to her mouth.

Seeing this, Charles Carrington instinctively reached out to wipe it, but suddenly hesitated, feeling it was inappropriate between a man and woman, and stopped.

Chloe’s eyes swept over: "What were you trying to do?"

Charles Carrington gestured with the hand he almost moved, slightly pointing at her mouth: "Your mouth, wipe it."

Chloe lowered her eyes, then her tongue tip came out, hooked it over her upper lip.

This little movement made Charles Carrington’s heart tighten.

"You, don’t do that in front of men."

Chloe glanced at him again, her eyes scrutinizing: "Why?"

Charles Carrington averted his gaze: "It makes people want to commit crimes."

Chloe unceremoniously kicked his calf: "Did you just disrespect me in your mind?"

Charles Carrington: "No."

Chloe silently stared at him.

Charles Carrington: "Just a tiny bit."

Well, his calf got kicked again.

Charles Carrington gasped for a breath, patted his calf, and complained: "I think you and Alexander Foster are long-lost siblings, with identical characters."

Both like kicking him.

Chloe ignored him, sipping her coffee while watching Robert’s car.

After a while, she asked: "You know about Robert’s past, don’t you?"

From his worried look just now, it was clear that he knew about Robert’s situation.

Charles Carrington frowned: "Did Alex tell you this too?"

"He didn’t say it." Chloe leaned back, comfortably leaning against him.

Charles Carrington nodded, subconsciously saying, "I thought so, how could he want to recall that incident."

Chloe: "So you were involved at the time?"

Charles Carrington casually crossed his long legs and said indifferently: "Of course, I’m a great hero."

Chloe put the coffee down and didn’t say anything.

Charles Carrington turned to look at her: "Don’t believe it? Let me show you my commemorative photo."

He took out his mobile phone, fumbled for a while, and finally showed it to Chloe.

"Look, this is my glorious history."

Chloe was just going to glance at it casually, but when she saw the people in the photo clearly, her eyes tightened abruptly.

In the photo, Charles Carrington was a mess, as if he had just run out of a fire scene.

There were two other people standing next to him, one was Alexander Foster, and the other was...

"How come Milton White is in it too?"

Charles Carrington hesitated: "Do you know him?"

Chloe: "I do."

Charles Carrington glanced at the phone.

Actually, it was his personal photo, but it also included those two.

He zoomed in on the background, took a look, and said, "Ah, him. Sigh."

Hearing this sigh, Chloe suspiciously asked, "What’s the matter?"

Charles Carrington put the phone aside and said, "I advise you not to mention this person in front of Alex, it will cause trouble."

Chloe’s eyelids sank: "Do tell."

Charles Carrington stared at Robert’s car and slowly said, "At that time, we rescued most of the children, only Robert was still in the hands of the kidnappers. Besides Robert, the kidnappers also had a truck."

Chloe: "A truck?"

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(Milton White is the least present male No. 2 I’ve ever written...but, his good scenes are mainly in the later parts)

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