Chapter 245


    Chapter 245 He Doesn’t Take Her Seriously


    Ste put the coat in a high-end paper bag and carried it to the vi.


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    She pushed open the door of the study. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the French


    windows and sprinkled on the man’s body, covering it with ayer of faint golden light.


    The man was tall and straight, and his back was proud and aloof. His face could not be seen clearly,


    but a thin cigarette was between his fingers.


    Faint smoke lingered around him, making him look noble, mysterious, and restrained.


    Ste nced at the pile of cigarette butts in the trash can and frowned slightly.


    She remembered that James didn’t smoke, and she didn’t know


    when he got addicted to smoking.


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    Naturally, Ste had no right to interfere in his business. She knocked on the door.


    “Come in.”


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    The man did not even turn his head. He spat out indifferently as if


    he was uninterested.


    Ste walked over with the paper bag. “Mr. Evans, Ms. Garcia asked me to return this to you.”


    Ste handed the paper bag to him. Only then did James turn around and nce at her.


    “Throw it away.”


    James looked indifferent, as if he had abandoned something he did not care about.


    “Yes.”


    Ste turned to leave with the paper bag.


    Ste had guessed that James would ask her to throw it away, but she still came here. She didn’t dare


    to dispose of his things at will.


    When she walked out the door and was about to throw the paper bag into arge trash can, the man’s


    indifferent voice suddenly came from behind her.


    “Put it there.”


    Ste looked back at him, but he didn’t look at her. He still had his back on her.


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    He stood under the afterglow and gently smoked with his slender fingers.


    He seemed to be very annoyed, but he was contradictory. He couldn’t exin why.


    Ste couldn’t figure out what he was thinking. She returned to


    the study with the paper bag and put it on the sofa.


    “Mr. Evans, I’ll go back to the hospital first.”


    The man nodded slightly. After Ste left, he turned around to take a look.