Chapter 96. Put Me Down

“No!” Cristelle whipped around and walked away.

Her old phone was crushed by a truck. She had bought a new one, and now Diego had taken it away again. Cristelle only wanted to slap this dumbass.

“You disgust me, Diego.” Pissed off, she managed to say that while pacing faster.

“It’s still better than being forgotten by you, isn’t it?”

“Can you stop? I’m gonna vomit,” Cristelle walked down the street.

In an exclusive cafe, Linford was reading a book, a cup of coffee placed by its side.

His eyes darted out of the French window now and then.

Drew was having a piece of cake, scrolling down his cellphone, “Is this the place you take me for a date? I thought our first date would at least be in Paris. What are you gonna do later? I hope we’re not heading for any hotel. I’m gonna sell my ass for a piece of cheesecake.”

Linford frowned faintly, “If you don’t shut up now, Drew, I’m gonna grab your scruff and throw you out of this place.”

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