Chapter 607 It's Over

However, Nancy knew that what Charles was trying to protect now was his family, his company, but her thoughts were the least of his concern.

Otherwise, why didn't he support her in investigating the club?

He said he was investigating, but until now, he still hadn’t found out anything.

Therefore, Nancy couldn’t help but think that he was purposely delaying the investigation. If it went on like this, the police wouldn't have a concrete evidence to prove that someone else had committed the crime. Then the case would be closed with Dale and David being the primary culprits.

This was not what Nancy wanted, because she believed that there was a bigger boss behind the club.

Thinking of this, Nancy blurted out, "Charles, are you the boss of Romantic Private Club?"

These words took Charles by surprise that the car slightly swayed when he glanced at her.

"Nancy, what are you thinking about all day long? Do you really want me to spend the rest of my life in prison? No, no, do you want me to be sentenced to death? Maybe because if that happened, yo

ou sell steamed buns every day. You don't know how many steamed buns you can sell in a year, do you? Let alone ten years. What do you think?" Charles answered seriously.

"Yes, you are right." The shop owner smiled shyly. "I'll keep this in mind. You must bring me the money later. You see, I'm also a poor person. I can't afford to lose money."

"Well, I’m not lying." After waiting for a while, Charles still didn’t see any taxi passing by. His eyes fell on the scooter of the shop owner. He had never ridden it before, but as a man, he didn't need to learn it.

"That's good, sir. I'm going to work. Take care." The shop owner decided to trust Charles for once, so he turned around to go back to his shop.

Left without a choice, Charles stopped him. "Sir, don't leave yet. Is this scooter yours?"

"Yes, it's mine. What do you want, sir?" The shop owner's face turned cold. What was wrong with this man? The man didn't give him money to pay for his steamed buns. Did the man also want to ride his scooter?

At this point, he thought Charles was a fraud.