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Chapter 361.2 You Should Read the Room II

Charlie rolled her eyes. “Can’t you read the room?”

“What do you mean by read the room?”

“When I don’t want to see you, you should just walk past and pretend you didn’t see me.”

That was exactly what Charlie did when they last met at a particular mall.

Chad lowered his gaze and smiled gracefully, “I’m sorry, I can’t be that rude.”

He was clearly implying that Charlie was the rude one.

Charlie huffed. “Now that we’ve greeted, can you leave?”

“In such a big city, meeting each other must be fate. How about a drink together?”

Charlie looked at him with disdain, not moving an inch.

Imogen rolled her eyes silently, thinking that Chad’s shamelessness was on par with Troy’s.

Seeing that the two were silent, Chad raised an eyebrow. “Why? So eager to see me leave? Got a

blind date coming and afraid that I will see?”

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“Afraid you’d gross him out,” Charlie replied.

“Coincidentally, I’ve got someone coming too. But I’m not worried about you grossing her out. So, let’s

wait together and introduce our dates to each other.”

Charlie and Imogen both were at a loss of words.

Imogen felt ridiculous.

Did Chad genuinely want to discuss ex–partners on a first date?

Was this what Chad learned after spending years abroad?

Charlie knew Chad was just trying to annoy her.

Her chest heaving angrily, she was about to lash out when Chad suddenly said, “Oh, by the way,

the matchmaker mentioned my date’s last name is Franco. It isn’t you, is it?”

Charlie was about to speak when her words got caught in her throat, nearly choking her.

She took a breath and denied, “Is not.”

“Why not?”

“The name on Facebook is different.”

“Oh, I have a secondary account called Hanns Braley.”

A twitch passed over Charlie’s face.

If Imogen wasn’t mistaken, she had just caught a glimpse of the chat interface on Charlie’s phone

screen, with the display name being Hanns Braley,

“Chad Willock! Are you joking with me?” Charlie gritted his teeth.

From a distance, Ivette let out a cold chuckle.

Though she couldn’t hear their conversation, it was easy to guess that if a man approached a woman

and she rejected him, he’d surely take the hint and leave.

Chad was handsome and came from a prominent family. He wasn’t the type to pester endlessly.

Thus, Ivette thought Chad had been sitting across from Imogen for quite a while without leaving.

Indeed, it was because Imogen and her friend hadn’t turned him away, intentionally leading him

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She pursed her lips and said to Murphy, “As you see, any random guy, as long as he looks wealthy,

Imogen can laugh and chat with. How can someone like that be worthy of my cousin?”

Murphy didn’t like Chad and, by association, despised Imogen even more. He suggested, “Should I

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teach her a lesson right now?”

“What do you have in mind?”

Murphy whispered a few words, “We can… With a criminal record, even if Yohan accepts, Mr. Walter

Harrington would never agree.”

“Is this a good idea? What if Yohan finds out…” Ivette looked hesitant.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let Yohan know.”

Ivette bit her lip. “If Yohan finds out, don’t tell him I knew about it.”

“Relax, I won’t rat you out.”

After saying that, Murphy made a call.

A few minutes later, a young man who looked like a thug approached Murphy.

Murphy whispered a few words in his ear. The young man nodded, pulled out a bag of powdery

substance from his pocket, and slowly walked towards Imogen’s table.