Chapter 287
Five seconds later, it entered, standing in a corner of the elevator, keeping its distance from Alexander Foster, but occasionally glancing at him.
Alex sent a photo to Chloe Collins.
[The little thing that followed me down the mountain in my trunk, your wine is gone.]
Chloe suddenly sat up from Timmy Collins's bed, her face serious.
[Keep an eye on it, I'm coming back.]
Alex was quite surprised by her response.
Obviously, Chloe knew this little thing.
His nerves tightened in his brain, and some thoughts collided, and he suddenly connected some things.
When he was robbed, the little monk who witnessed it described the thief as wearing red clothes, wearing a hat, having black hair, and being about 1.34 meters tall.
He looked over the chimpanzee's appearance and clothing, and he had an answer in his heart.
With a faint smirk on the corner of his mouth, the unhappiness that had been pressing on his heart dissipated.