Charlotte sipped her juice, her eyes rolling, "Mom, what is prince charming?"
Summer felt headache. Her hand slightly held forehead, having no way to explain it. It was too profound for Charlotte.
Sherman also had no way to explain it, so she just smiled. But Charlotte suddenly let out a whoop and came to her conclusion. "He is a charming prince!"
They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. What a cute little girl!
There was a white envelope on the table. Kingsley was holding his coffee in his right hand while casually playing with the envelope in his left.
Seeing him keep playing with it, Luke also got interested and raised his eyebrows, "What's this, a love letter?"
"No. It's money." Kingsley's eyebrows were slightly raised. His left hand flicked and the envelope drifted down.
"Are you bored?"
"Someone returned it to me."
Luke laughed lightly, "Oh, who can pay back Mr.
Wright's money in such a way? I'd like to meet this one."
"You are garrulous." Kingsley said faintly as he got up and casually put the envelope into the pocket of his suit trousers. "I'm going to the bathroom."
Grace was already standing behind Kingsley with her coffee, pondering the way and timing to bump into him while she still looked gorgeous.
Before she could think it through, Kingsley took a step backwards. Grace's heels skewed, the whole cup of coffee spilled right all over her trench coat, and quite a bit on her legs, and she screamed. It was too hot!
Kingsley pulled out his wallet and took out two hundred dollars. He handed it to the waitress squatting on the floor and said," Thank you."
The waitress's cheeks blushed. She shook her head, not willing to take it. Kingsley smiled faintly, "You deserve this."
Then he looked at Luke, "Stay with this lady, I'll be back soon."
Afterwards, his tall body disappeared outside the restaurant. Grace sighed in relief. His testosterone was so strong that it took one's breath away.
After going for ten minutes, Kingsley walked in with a delicate bag in his hand. "I think your legs are no longer suitable for stockings, you can change into this dress."
'So he had gone clothes shopping'. Grace was surprised, while Sherman walked over, secretly reaching out and pinching her. She nodded at Kingsley, "Mr. Wright."
Kingsley was surprised, "You’re here too?" Sherman nodded and pointed at Grace, feeling a little embarrassed. "She's my friend."
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