Chapter 397

Charlie Lowell looked out the window.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, as it always did.

The Earth continued its rotation and revolution.

His gaze shifted to the other side of the sofa.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Ethan Roscente drank one glass after another.

He didn't touch the cards.

He didn't play pool.

He frowned whenever a woman approached.

Others watched and shook their heads.

"Is Brother Roscente planning to become a monk?"

"Nonsense! He's lovesick!"

"If you ask me, all women are the same. You can get them with money. Why bother?"

Charlie listened as their comments grew more offensive.

"Shut up, all of you."

Someone almost mentioned that name.

Charlie's scalp prickled.

That was Ethan Roscente's minefield.

One touch, and he'd explode.

Julian Winston threw down his cards.

"This is so boring! Are you guys cheating?"

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Who are you blaming for your own bad luck?"

"Alright, Charlie, feeling brave now?"

"Thanks for the compliment."

Julian snorted and stood up.

The card game disbanded.

Charlie scrolled through his phone out of boredom.

A post from Sebastian Evans popped up on his feed.

"Reunion?" He frowned and tapped to open it.

The photo was filled with an array of delicious food.

A half-face in the upper right corner made him freeze.

He zoomed in for a closer look.

The jawline was familiar.

The curve of the lips was recognizable.

It was Sophia Sullivan!

Footsteps sounded behind him.

His phone was suddenly snatched away.

Ethan Roscente stared at the screen.

His pupils constricted sharply.

He zoomed in on the photo again and again.

Confirming it was her.

Charlie's heart sank.

Oh no.

Julian leaned over to see what was happening.

"Oh, Sophia Sullivan?"

"Isn't that the Atlante residence in the background?"

"Meeting the parents?"

Ethan's face turned ashen.

Charlie frantically tried to signal with his eyes.

Julian pretended not to see.

"Sebastian moves fast."

"The comments are all praising how impressive he is."

Ethan grabbed his jacket and left.

Charlie tried to stop him.

"Stay a bit longer?"

Ethan didn't look back.

Julian shook his head with a laugh.

"Always so dramatic."

Charlie glared, furious.

"My eyes are about to twitch out of their sockets from signaling you!"

Julian shrugged.

"I did it on purpose."

"..."

"Who told him to come out and still wear that sour face."