Bab 100: Chapter 100: Romelo Woods

Chapter 100: Romelo Woods

Alexander Foster held a delicate little bag in his hand containing a cup of milk tea and a box of small cakes.

He was still wearing the ironed and well-fitted suit, obviously just coming from his company.

As footsteps approached, the coldness in his eyes instantly melted. He turned his head to look, and instantly, it cooled down again.

"Where is she?"

"She's not coming back." Robert Foster waved his hand, "She said she's staying at a classmate's house tonight and won't be back."

"At a classmate's house?" The man's face darkened.

"Yeah."

"Which classmate?"

Robert Foster was stunned, "I didn't ask..."

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed the things in his brother's hand, "Did you buy these for me?"

Even as he said it, he didn't believe it himself.

Noticing his brother's displeased expression, he didn't dare to continue joking.

One hour later, at the Fosters' residence.