NovelOnlineChapter 285 Did I Owe You in My Past Life?
If the person in front of her was not Joe, but just an ordinary friend, would she make a move?
Charlotte stood there and thought about it, and finally made a decision.
Even if she and Joe were just ordinary friends, she couldn’t let him be trapped. She couldn’t let Linda
be related to him.
She turned her head and went back into the restaurant, summoned a waiter, and gave him some cash.
“Do me a favor.
Please.”
Not long after, a glass of water was accidentally spilled on Linda by the waiter. She had no choice but
to put him on the chair temporarily and deal with the water stain on her body first.
When she came out of the bathroom, the chair was already empty, there was no trace of Joe.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLinda was taken aback, and quickly stopped a waiter, “Where’s the man on the chair just now?”
The waiter quickly shook his head, “Sorry ma’am, I didn’t notice the man you mentioned.”
Linda was furious immediately. “I want to check the surveillance!” ¦
Just as Linda was looking for Joe’s trace angrily, Charlotte was looking sideways at Joe, who was
sitting in the passenger seat with a slightly flushed face, frowning.
“Are you still conscious?” Charlotte asked in a deep voice while driving.
Joe closed his eyes tightly and murmured continuously, apparently unable to answer her question
normally.
Charlotte felt a little regretful, why did she meddle in his business?
She thought of Jack, who was inseparable from Joe. Since Joe came to Albania, he should have come
too.
Charlotte dialed Jack’s phone number, but just when she explained the reason for the call, Jack
hurriedly replied, “I’m sorry, Miss Clinton, Mr. Smith to Albania this time is entirely his private trip, and
he didn’t let me go along.”
“Then, what should he do now?” Charlotte asked. Jack, on the other end of the line, seemed to have
lost the signal. After a rustle, he hung up the phone.
Did Jack think that she was stupid?
When she called again, Jack had already turned off his phone. She couldn’t go back to the Clinton
mansion, and she didn’t
intend to take him back to her apartment. She simply found a hotel and sent him to the room.
“You should be able to take care of yourself, right?” Charlotte muttered and took a photo of Joe and
sent it to Jack. She also sent him the location of the hotel.
Even if he was not around, he could still find someone to take care of Joe.
Charlotte turned around to leave, but the drowsy Joe suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf Charlotte hadn’t seen Joe drink that glass of wine with her own eyes, she would have suspected that
Joe was just pretending.
But at this moment, Joe’s face was flushed, his lips were pale, and although his eyes were tightly
closed, he kept saying something in his mouth, obviously his mind was not clear.
Charlotte pushed Joe’s hand away without hesitation, turned her head, and prepared to leave.
Before she could take two steps, she suddenly heard a loud noise behind her. She hurriedly turned her
head to look and saw Joe fall to the ground, two of the buttons of his shirt were rubbed open at some
point, exposing his collarbone.
“Did I owe you in my past life?” Charlotte angrily stepped forward to support Joe, but he suddenly
opened his eyes
somehow.
His deep eyes were not in focus but looked blankly at the person in front of him.
The familiar fragrance rushed into his nostrils, Joe inexplicably felt that such a familiar smell reassured
him, subconsciously leaned over and buried his head in Charlotte’s neck.
He even rubbed it.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
