Love Began with the First Meeting

Charlie nodded to Elsa and raised his chin to her, indicating that she should follow Evelyn downstairs and wait for him there.

Elsa nodded obediently. Pursing her lips, she wanted to say something, but finally she didn't. Silently, she turned around and slowly walked behind Evelyn.

Charlie knew what she wanted to ask. She wanted to ask about Olivia. However, in Charlie's opinion, it was not proper for Olivia to appear in front of them at the moment. They were all kindhearted girls. How would they be able to console Olivia and convince themselves that everything would be alright?

It was not until all the girls left the room that Charlie sighed with relief. Then he staggered towards the exit. However, he stopped in his tracks as something suddenly came to his mind. He turned his head to look at the gun on the ground, which he had grabbed from Quintin and dissembled a while ago. da

Turning around and squatting slowly, he picked up all the parts one by one and assembled them again into a gun in a quick and skilled manner. It was not until he placed the gun at his waist that he walked out of the room. The security guards hadn't left. They were in the corridor. Seeing people walked out of the room in groups in succession, they wanted to prevent them from exiting the establishment. However, on second thoughts, they knew that all of them were people they could-and should-not provoke. Therefore, they didn't say or do anything. They just watched the scene unfold in front of their eyes.

Now, they finally saw Charlie walk out of the room. In a hurry, the captain came to him and handed him his wallet. At the same time, he said, "Well..." He meant to play up to Charlie, but soon he realized that now was not a good time to do that. Thus he changed the topic quickly. "That girl is in that room," he said while pointing at one of the doors.

Charlie opened his wallet and took out a diamond card. Handing the card to the captain, he said, "I will compensate for all the losses here. When the police asks, tell them that the people has escaped."

"What?" the captain couldn't keep up with what Charlie was saying.

Patting him on the shoulder, Charlie said in a low and deep voice, "Do what I say, unless you are not afraid of getting on my bad side." As soon as he said that, he walked to the room Olivia was in. He didn't pay any attention to the twitching face of the captain. Olivia had been knocked out by Charlie. Now, she was waking up slowly. However, due to the drug in her body, she was not very sober yet. After entering the room, Charlie fed her with the antidote he had taken from Quintin. Then he waited quietly by the bedside. About five or six minutes later, Olivia gradually came back to her senses. She felt that her head was extremely aching, as if there was a lead ball rolling inside it. "Ouch..." she hummed in pain while frowning tightly. Slowly, she opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was the light from the crystal lamp, which was as colorful as a unicorn. Soon enough, she found herself idly staring at it.

"Everything that happened today is nothing but a dream you had," Charlie said. His eyes were like crystal balls. Olivia was staring at them, entranced. Olivia's sight gradually became blurry. "You didn't see Quiet Misery, and you did not experience what happened this evening," Charlie said in a very deep voice. "You attended classes this afternoon. When you felt uncomfortable all of a sudden, you came back to your dormitory room and have slept until the next day..."

Charlie kept repeating the same sentence over and over. As Olivia's pupils gradually dilated and lost focus, Charlie's voice became lower and lower. In the end. Olivia's eyelid slowly closed and then she fell asleep immediately.

At the same time, Charlie closed his eyes too. After a while, he opened them and stood up. Pacing around the room, he picked the phone up and called for a hotel maid to tidy up Olivia's clothes. Then he carried the sleeping girl downstairs.

The reason why Evelyn was angry with Charlie was that he had come to fight without letting her know. In her opinion, by doing such a dangerous thing alone, he didn't want to share his woes with his sister. To make it worse, he had ordered her to go downstairs to wait for him. Obviously he didn't want her to get involved. The more she thought about it, the more she became pissed off. With these thoughts on her mind, she took a big sip of water and then put the glass back to the tea table by her side. A loud bang echoed as the glass touched the glass table.

After dealing with the policemen who had come, Ezra came back to Evelyn. Seeing that she looked angry, he sighed deeply. Slowly, he walked to her and half squatted in front of her. With a gentle tone, he said, "Evelyn, Charlie didn't want anything to happen to you. He loves you so much, so please understand why he did this."

"I can protect myself. Thank you very much!" Evelyn exclaimed. She turned her head to her side, her chest still fuming.

Although Ezra believed what she said without a doubt, he said, "You do have the ability, but Charlie would worry about you, which is totally another thing..."

"But I would worry about him too!" Evelyn said. Meanwhile, her eyes were starting to become red. Her world was quite simple. She liked what she liked; she disliked what she disliked; she didn't allow anybody else to bully whom she bullied; she would never bully whom she didn't want to bully even if being requested to do so.

Hearing what she said and seeing how she looked, Ezra smiled. He felt he loved Evelyn more. She was exactly the little girl he fell in love with. How could he not love a girl with such distinct character and temper?

"If you need do something dangerous, do you want Charlie to accompany you?" Ezra asked, changing his strategy.

Hearing his question, Evelyn mumbled indistinctly, without answering him.

Seeing her reaction, Ezra knew that Evelyn was starting to understand what he meant. "Quintin came for Charlie because of what happened between the two of them. Even if you came to prevent them from fighting this time, they would fight next time, sooner or later. It is impossible to determine who was right and who was wrong between the two of them."

"Obviously it was Quintin who was wrong," Evelyn snorted. "He almost sent Charlie to prison that one time. How could he have the nerve to come back just to make more troubles for Charlie? If I were Charlie, I would have shot him dead... Uhmmm... actually... no. I would commit a crime by doing that." Curling her mouth, she corrected herself, "Then I should have let the police take him away. Problem solved!"

Seeing how angry she was, Ezra could not help but burst into laughter. She looked so cute in his eyes. "Then you would make the police take Charlie away too," he reminded her.

"..." Evelyn was speechless and pissed off. Considering how their conversation was going, she wondered whether Ezra was trying to comfort her or to make her feel worse. She only said that casually. Why didn't he say something in agreement with her so as to make her feel happy? How would he improve his relationship with her if he acted this way?

Ezra stood up and sat down beside Evelyn. In a kindly manner, he took one of her hands and he said in a soft voice, "All right. Please stop being angry. Otherwise, when Charlie comes downstairs, maybe he would think that I have bullied you again, since you're so angry, and he would fight me instead! As you know, I won't back down. And considering his current condition, I'm afraid that he might not be able to beat me.'

Now Evelyn could do nothing but surrender to Ezra. Weakly, she leaned against the sofa and kept rolling her eyes. She didn't want to say a word to him.

Anna and Ann would have burst into laughter if they were not so worried about Olivia at that moment. Perhaps it was because Ezra lacked a sense of romance that he didn't seize the good opportunity to stay on the good side of Evelyn.

Since her mind was occupied by Charlie, Elsa didn't listen to the amusing exchange between Evelyn and Ezra. However, she grasped a key point from their talk. Suddenly, something came across her mind. With her eyebrows furrowed, she asked silently, "That man is named Quintin Mo... Is he Quiet Misery?"

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