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Chapter 232

Chapter 232 Reluctant to Admit Mistakes

The beautiful woman and handsome man standing together were attractive enough, but couldn’t help but look away at Charlie.

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In terms of face without makeup, the two were almost on the same level, but Charlie was a professional dresser, aware of her strengths and weaknesses, so she took advantage of her powers and avoided her shortcomings to make her temperament more outstanding!

Charlie raised her eyelids, glanced at Jenny, and smiled, “You defied me in the chat group, and if I didn’t come, it meant that I was afraid of you, didn’t it?”

Hearing this, everyone else around was a little embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, Charlie still couldn’t fail to show restraint.

Back then, everyone was optimistic about Chad and Jenny, ranking first and second in the school. No one expected that Chad would end up with Charlie.

One ranked first, and the other ranked the last one.

One was implicit and introverted, and the other was outstanding and extroverted.

At that time, no one in the class could beat Charlie, so they gave her the nickname Nun Killer.

But in front of Chad, Nun Killer turned into a little white sheep.

Jenny said, “You and Chad haven’t seen each other for several years, right? Chad, Charlie was here. At least you used to be lovers. Why don’t you come and say hello?”

Chad’s eyes fell on Charlie without blinking. Then he walked over slowly.

The thin figure in memory became mature and straight now, and the gold–rimmed glasses on his face added a bit of elegance to him.

Charlie glanced at Chad, and their eyes met inadvertently.

Through the lens, his eyes seemed to contain some kind of deep meaning.

Charlie said casually, “Couldn’t carry on abroad and come back now?”

Chad’s face remained unchanged. “After all these years, no one wants you?”

Everyone listened to the two fighting each other and looked at each other a few times.

Jenny laughed. “Charlie, you know how to tell jokes. Chad is excellent in the Venture Capital. How can’t he carry on? You have been separated for so many years. You hate him, don’t you? Listen to me, don’t be so narrow.”

Imogen cut in. “Chad, right? You are also good at telling jokes. Men courting Charlie have lined up all over the street these years. How can she be deserted? You have been separated for so many years, so it can’t be you are still thinking of her, do you? Listen to me and give up. I have been friends with Charlie for so many years, and I have never heard her mention who Chad is!” Chad was silent, narrowing his eyes and staring at Charlie.

After all these years, she hadn’t mentioned him in front of her friends.

Jenny’s face darkened, and she looked at Imogen displeasedly. “Who are you?”

“Me? I’m Charlie’s friend, Imogen.” Imogen looked directly at her calmly. “Is there any problem?”

Jenny looked her up and down and smiled mockingly. “Oh, I know, it’s Troy’s ex–wife. He cheated on you and abandoned you. You two deserve each other!”

“Mocking Imogen by this, you are really making a scene here!” Charlie said.

“Haha, Troy’s cheating can be a reason to belittle me. This is the first time I’ve heard such words. Ms. Jenny is so fond of chasing power that you lose your brain?!”

Everyone looked at Jenny with displeasure.

After all, most people here are ordinary people with traditional ideas. They knew that the one who cheated was the guilty party.

There was a natural gap between them and the capitalist Troy, and they couldn’t speak for Troy. Jenny wanted to say something more, but Chad said, “Enough!”

Only then was someone persuaded. “Let’s cut the crap, it’s hard to reunite this time, don’t make it too embarrassing!”

“I want to be friendly, but someone comes here to show off. How can I be friendly then?” Charlie used a surly tone.

“Someone was so stubborn and reluctant to admit her mistakes!” Jenny refused to give in.

“Okay, okay! It’s almost the time. Come and sit here. I’ll ask the waiter to serve the food.” The monitor helped to resolve the dispute.

Under the persuasion of the other students, Charlie didn’t say much and chose a seat at the round table with Imogen.

Jenny snorted at Charlie, and when she looked at Chad, her expression changed, and she smiled. “Chad, sit here.”

The other seats were occupied, and the students deliberately left the seats next to Jenny empty. Chad pursed his lips, a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes under the gold–rimmed glasses and sat down beside Jenny without saying a word.

The waiter started serving the food.

Jenny said to Chad, “I don’t know if you like these dishes. If you don’t like them, you can order something else.”

Chad’s eyes were dark, and before he could speak, a male classmate teased. “Can I order more?” “Get out of here!” Jenny smiled.

When eating, Jenny was always mentioning Chad and looked at Charlie provocatively from time to time.

Charlie ignored her and chatted with other students.

Charlie was more popular among ordinary students, © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

A few single male students started conversations with Charlie intentionally or unintentionally. Firstly, when she was in high school, Charlie’s grades were at the bottom of the list, which caused her teacher to worry and move her seat to the last row.

She was the only girl in the last row. She was lively and outgoing and got along well with the boys. Secondly, there were also comparisons between boys. Jenny kept flattering Chad, which they didn’t like.

Vanness, Charlie’s former tablemate, was even more considerate and thoughtful, helping Charlie fill her bowl with food, pouring drinks, and caring about her daily work and life while chatting. Charlie joked. “Why do you care about me so much? You want to date me?”

Vanness smiled. “Can I date you?”

Chad ate silently, his hand holding the forks slowly tightened, and his drooping eyes became more gloomy.

Jenny called Chad twice but received no response, and she felt more irritated when she saw

Charlie was even more popular among their classmates.

She rolled her eyes and gave Anny the eye, pointing to the wine bottle in front of her.

Anny understood, poured two glasses of wine, and held one mirror before Charlie. “Charlie, it’s so difficult to see you. Let me give you a toast!”

Charlie took it, toasted it back, and drained it.

“Charlie, I’ll give you a toast.”

“Charlie, come, let’s drink.”

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More and more classmates toasted, Charlie couldn’t refuse but drink them all.

Drinking one cup after another, Charlie quickly became tipsy, and her eyes were blurred.

“Okay, don’t drink with her anymore. She can’t drink anymore.” Imogen blocked the wine glass that Anny handed over.

Anny said, “Tonight is our reunion. We are getting hammered. What are you afraid of?” Imogen had already seen through that Anny was instructed by Jenny to drink with Charlie. Fortunately, Charlie had expected it and brought Imogen here with her.

“Then you get hammered first!” Imogen said unhurriedly.

After a while, lunch was coming to an end.

Most of the people had almost finished eating and couldn’t sit still. Some went out to answer the phone, some went out to smoke, and the table was empty.

Charlie stood up and suddenly swayed, almost falling down. “I’m going to the bathroom.”

“I’ll accompany you,” Imogen said.

“No, I’m fine.” Charlie waved her hand, hiccupped, and went to the bathroom.

Chad stood at the bathroom door, his back facing the entrance, looking out the window from a distance.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned around and his gold–rimmed glasses flashed a dazzling luster. “Charlie.”

Charlie answered in a low voice and mocked drunkenly. “The smell here must be very good, right?”

She never gave up mocking others.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Chad’s eyes. Then he took a step forward. “It doesn’t smell good. I’m here waiting for you.”

“I’m not interested in catching up with you!” Charlie walked straight forward.

Chad grabbed her wrist. “I’m garbage?!”

It seemed that he overheard her words.

Charlie pulled out her hand with force and looked at him coldly. “Isn’t it?”

After that, she didn’t give him a chance to retort and strode away.