“Is she our friend from the orphanage too?” Jeff mumbled to himself.

He 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 time no see!”

Charlie grinned and said, “Butt Trumpet?”

Butt Trumpet was Jeff’s nickname back 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 game times, during meals, and when sleeping.

At that time, everyone was troubled and in misery due to his farts, hence the nickname—Butt Trumpet.

indignantly, “Hey, Charlie, watch your tongue! How dare you embarrass our Manager Mowry right in front

and vaguely recalled his name as Harry Chambers, one of Jeff’s lackeys when they were kids. He didn’t expect that he would

calling him Butt Trumpet

muffle her laugh upon the mention of his nickname.

heard that he became a live-in son-in-law who mooches off his wife. It would be great for him to have

slapped his forehead and said, “I’m sorry, Charlie, I’m quite straightforward, I hope you don’t

‘Huh, Charlie Wade, let’s see how you’re going to respond

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

out loud at Charlie’s

into a disdainful grimace. He didn’t expect Charlie to grab his straightforward

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,

you blind? Do you know who she is? She

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