Especially the female employee who had just kicked Christopher out, her face was etched with disbelief. She thought she must have misheard and asked, "Manager Johnson, did I hear you right? You want to bring that freeloader back?"
"Shut up! What freeloader are you talking about?" Anthony glared at her, scolding, "If you can't get him back, you might as well not bother working here anymore."
Charlotte felt utterly wronged. It was just some freeloader, after all. If she couldn't bring him back, so be it. What did it have to do with her job?
But seeing Anthony's jaw clenched in frustration, she didn't dare say more and quickly followed the others out.
A few minutes later, Charlotte found Christopher at a food stall not far from the Mercedes-Benz Center.
She was overjoyed and hurried over
