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After thinking for a while, Charles answered, "Yesterday... I went to a meeting with some clients, and then I picked up the kids. What seems to be the problem?"

"Didn't you do anything else?" the policeman asked again.

A hint of mockery was evident in his eyes.

"Mr. Fu, you are a big shot. You don't lack money. You can't deny what you have done, can you?" This time, it was the other policeman who asked.

There was a slight contempt in his tone, like he was looking down upon Charles.

This had never happened to Charles before, so he felt a little uncomfortable. Who on earth would dare look down upon a man like him? What did he do to make these policemen act like this in front of him? "My schedule is almost fixed every day. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. You don't need to beat around the bush."

"Since you’ve asked, we’ll go straight to the point." The two policemen looked at each other. "Yesterday morning, you bought a lot of steamed buns, but didn't pay for them. Ahem, what's more unacceptable to the owner is that you rode his scooter away and haven't returned it to him yet. So this morning, our duty officer received a call from the shop owner, saying that you are a fraud..."

The police reminded Charles of what had happened yesterday.

It was Charles' negligence that he had forgotten to pay for the steamed buns.

This matter could've been easily solved if he had sent an assistant or Hiram to fix it.

But because Charles drove Nancy to Ning family’s house yesterday, he had forgotten everything else. Besides, he had been preoccupied when the kids sneaked out.

Now being asked by the police, Charles felt a little embarrassed.

"Yes, I forgot. But didn't the owner tell you that I left my watch to him?" Charles asked.

scooter back, the shop owner will

want to get it by yourselves, or do you want me to ask someone else

someone to get the scooter here, and then ask the owner of the steamed bun shop to fetch it." Apparently, the police didn't expect that Charles would be so honest. This morning, the owner of the steamed

the police. He said that

had to get the surveillance video and found out that the man

so they went to his villa, but unfortunately they

had called him many times, but he wasn't answering the phone. The police searched all the

all, their duty was to find out the truth and give the public a fair and just explanation

bother. Let's bring the scooter to him together. It's the rush hour to sell steamed buns now. Don't delay his business." As a businessman,

Mr. Fu. We are

they arrived at the steamed

seen that the shop was really popular at this

owner saw Charles, he put down the bun he was holding and ran towards

taking my steamed buns? Why didn't you return my scooter back after riding it?

he apologized sincerely. "It's my fault. I forgot it. But didn't I leave you a watch? That watch is enough to pay for

six thousand dollars. The buns are not worth much, at most thirty dollars. These two add up to over six thousand dollars. How much is your watch worth? Well, I think you are not only a fraud, but also a thief!" The

A thief? Just for a few steamed buns and a scooter?" Charles' eyes widened in surprise. "Okay, give me my

at first, but after looking at it for a long time, I didn't find anything unusual. It's more and more like a cheap good

chuckle. "This watch is not

I think it is just

Charles was, he believed Charles