Chapter 774: Chapter 774: Hurriedly Passing by, Pretending Not to Know Each Other

Chapter 774

In the late afternoon around five or six, the Fosters’ driver came to pick up Robert Foster and another person to attend the feast at the Collinses’ house.

On behalf of the Carringtons, Charles Carrington attended and went with them.

The lively atmosphere of the Collinses’ house could be felt as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the community.

They had even put up banners at the entrance. No one knew whose idea that was.

People were coming and going, all discussing the event.

"The Collinses really are a rich family. It’s just a baby’s one-month birthday party, but they’ve booked more than 300 tables. It’s like a whole school."

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"It’s a boy!"

"I heard the child was born prematurely and is not very healthy."

"What are rich people afraid of? Just take good care of the child, and he will recover."

With so many people, their car was crawling like an ant along the road, very slowly.

Eventually, they reached their destination.

The Collinses’ house was bustling with activity, just like a school.

However, this lively atmosphere was more elegant than that of a school, as there was music playing and everyone was not making a racket. Everyone was just chatting, and with so many people, it seemed to be a school-like scene.

"Chlo-Chlo!"

Layla Lowell’s voice came through.

The three of them had just got off the car when they heard the sound. Then they saw Layla Lowell and Diego Willis and others, all from the same school.

"You two came together." Layla Lowell smiled.

Chloe glanced at the person next to her: "Three."

Layla Lowell turned her head: "Three..."

Her smile froze as she made eye contact with Charles Carrington.

Without speaking, Chloe felt the embarrassment between the two through the air.

She looked around in the crowd and asked Wanda Wesley: "Have you seen Alexander Foster?"

Wanda Wesley: "Oh yes, I just saw him in the backyard being pulled by a child."

Chloe nodded and walked over there.

On this side.

After making eye contact for three seconds, Layla Lowell’s face recovered.

She focused on the stinky tofu in her hand, which she had bought along the way and had not yet finished eating.

"Want some?"

She handed it over.

Charles Carrington looked at the young girl before him, feeling a little confused.

Was she taking the initiative to talk to him?

Since that incident, he had met her twice on the road accidentally. Each time, they both hurried past each other, pretending not to know each other.

There was no way around it since something awkward had happened between him and the young girl.

He had mistaken her gratitude for a crush on him and had earnestly advised her not to like him.

As a result, the girl suddenly said, "I don’t like you."

"If you don’t like me, why did you let me tell you bedtime stories? When you saw me leaving, you even cried."

"I... I was thinking about my dad then. I’m sorry, Mr. Carrington. I didn’t mean it. I don’t like your type."

Even now, thinking about it was still embarrassing.

But now, the young girl was taking the initiative to talk to him!

He looked at the dark tofu in the bowl, recognizing it as the food that had always been on his dining blacklist — stinky tofu.

He wanted to refuse, but instead said, "Stinky tofu is my favorite."

Layla Lowell gave him a shallow smile and handed him the entire bowl of tofu: "Then you eat it."

He took it, smiled back, and ate a piece.

The taste made his whole body tense up.

Then, he smiled at Layla Lowell and gave her a thumbs-up: "Delicious, really delicious."

Layla Lowell smiled at him and walked away.

Charles Carrington was startled but followed her: "Let’s talk."

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