Chapter 325 Don't Explain

"Which restaurant?" Charles said coldly.

"They are in a special barbecue joint in the snack street." Hiram thought about it and said, "They were there for a while. I don't know if they're still there."

To Hiram, it felt like he was betraying his friend.

Nancy had always treated him so well and they'd become closer.

"Watch them. I'll be there soon," Charles said rushing out.

"Hey, Mr. Fu. I..." Charles seemed to have already cut the call. Hiram had no choice but to run out of the bathroom while saying to the kids, "Stay here. I'm going out for a little bit."

"Where are you going?" Bobby asked, confused.

"Going to catch the bad guys. Be good. Bobby, protect your sister, okay?" Hiram reminded.

"Okay, Uncle Hiram," said Bobby nodding seriously.

Hiram grabbed his clothes and ran out the door.

Watching Charles run out, Angelina said eagerly, "Aren't you going to have dinner?"

Charles didn't answer. He just rushed straight to his ca

eluctant to throw it away.

Nancy thought maybe it was because he just found it comfortable.

"You look great, Edward!" Nancy came over and straightened up his clothes.

"Well, since you like it, let's buy a few more." Edward looked at himself in the mirror. This shirt somehow made him look years younger.

He always just liked what Nancy liked.

"Okay, Miss. Please take this milky yellow one, this white one and this black one for me," Nancy said to the saleslady. She picked out a few shirts for Edward.

Edward tried them on one by one.

He smiled happily because he was so pleased with Nancy's choices.

"Edward, you look good in everything," Nancy praised.

"Miss, your husband has quite a good figure if you don't mind me saying. He's basically born to be a clothes model. Your husband's figure is so perfect. He's definitely no stranger to the gym!" As much as it seemed like the salesperson was complimenting him, it was plainly just the truth.