NovelBook"Is she our friend from the orphanage too?" Max mumbled to himself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe started to dig through his memories, trying to think of any fragments related to this beautiful girl.
Still donning the pretentiously polite yet smug smile on his face, he looked at Charlie and said, "Hey, you're Charlie, right? Long tno see!" Charlie grinned and said, "Butt Trumpet?" 9 Butt Trumpet was Max's nicknback when they were in the orphanage. He used to be a chubby glutton who farted a lot, and more importantly, he farted wherever he went and whenever he felt like it. He would fart in classes, during gtimes, during meals, and when sleeping.
At that time, everyone was troubled and in misery due to his farts, hence the nickname-Butt Trumpet. 6 Max's face turned green when he heard Charlie mention his nickname, but before he could say anything, a young man behind him chided indignantly, "Hey, Charlie, watch your tongue! How dare you embarrass our Manager Wyatt right in front of everyone? Max is now an executive of a listed company! Pay srespect!" 9 Charlie squinted at the man who had spoken and vaguely recalled his nas Scott Chambers, one of Max's lackeys when they were kids. He didn't expect that he would still take up the srole after so many years. 5 Charlie frowned and said flatly, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so used to calling him Butt Trumpet since we were young, I just can't help it." 5 Max glanced at Claire and was a little agitated when she obviously tried to muffle her laugh upon the mention of his nickname. He huffed angrily, "Hey, Charlie, I see that you're doing pretty well yourself. What car did you drive over?" Scott interjected instantly, "Oh, Max, you go overboard. I heard that he beca live-in son-in-law who mooches off his wife. It would be great for him to have a mouthful of hot food. How can you ask what car he drives, you're humiliating him..." "Oops, sorry, my bad!" Max slapped his forehead and said, "I'm sorry, Charlie, I'm quite straightforward, I hope you don't mind." Inside, he grinned sinisterly and thought, 'Huh, Charlie Wade, let's see how you're going to respond to that!' Charlie laughed out loud instead. "Haha, Butt Trumpet, I always thought that you loved to fart because your intestines were straight, but I didn't know that you are so straightforward just like how you fart. Is it the trachea that is used to speak? Your trachea is like your intestines, so straight and smooth!" 9 Everyone laughed out loud at Charlie's remark.
Max's face twisted into a disdainful grimace. He didn't expect Charlie to grab his straightforward argument and turn it into sarcasm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, his main concern for the moment was that he didn't want Claire to have a bad impression of him because of Charlie's remark, so he turned to Claire and asked with a coy smile, "By the way, you look quite unfamiliar, I can't recognize you. Is it because I haven't returned to the orphanage for so many years? Nice to meet you, may I know your name, please?" Stephanie chided, "Hey, Max, are you blind? Do you know who she is? She is Charlie's wife!" "What?!" 6 Max gaped in extrhorror as if he was struck by lightning. He couldn't believe that the beautiful woman, the woman whom he had fallen for at first sight, was actually Charlie the loser's wife! 9 He turned his head stiffly at Charlie and eyed him. His Armani coat alone was more than enough to buy two sets of Charlie's cheap and lousy attire!
Then, he turned stiffly toward Claire who stood next to Charlje, to Charlie, tall and elegant He couldn't help but feel extremely annoyed and irritated. D*mn it!
Claire was so pretty and charming, her body was exquisite and hot, she was the best among the best!
She was hundreds, thousands, or even a million times stronger than those women he had met! 7 However, she was Charlie the deadbeat loser's wife! Godd*mn it! X
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