Chapter 123: Memories (23)
He finished unbuttoning the sleeves of his shirt and then grasped Florence Fuller’s hand, which indeed felt cold.
He looked helplessly at the girl in front of him and knelt down to roll up her pant leg.
Florence glanced at the man squatting in front of her, dressed in a well-tailored, luxurious coffee-colored suit, seemingly indifferent to the dirt that stained her clothes as he clung to her.
Then she looked up and saw Clara Fuller staring fixedly, wrinkling her brow with displeasure: "What are you looking at?"
Clara snapped back to reality, her gaze towards Florence dimming.
Who was this man, and how did Florence come to know him?
Remarkably handsome, with an extraordinary demeanor.
The Monrose Family!
Clara was taken aback.
She actually...
Ethan Harper had already let down her pant leg, stood up, and saw Clara Fuller standing there. His face was still gentle but full of distance: "Excuse me, you’re in the way."
The car behind honked twice.