Chapter 477


    Billy was side-lying on the sofa while swiping through his phone. He lifted his head, “So, are you guys


    back together?”


    Being unbothered, Mark ordered his servants to pack u p. This time around, he must follow them to


    Athana.


    Dying out of boredom, Charlie’s gazended on Billy.'' What the h*ll is this guy ying? Ever since he


    stepped into the apartment, he has been ying with his phone. It had already been an hour and I''ve


    never seen him stop before.''


    He got up and walked over while staring at his every movement. Billy''s movement was still faster than


    his. I n a split moment, Billy had deleted everything.


    When Charlie looked over, Billy was swiping through Instagram.


    "Since when did you get so bored to get on Instagram? This doesn’t seem like the Billy Day that we


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    know of."


    Billy looked up and shrugged. “I just realized that Instagram also brings another level of entertainment.


    It''s pretty interesting.”


    "But when did you change to a new phone again?" Charlie snatched over his phone and casually


    swiped through, "Didn''t you put Sherman''s sexy photo as your


    lock screen wallpaper?


    "Why is it set as a scenery photo now? I remember your usual taste is wild, how did you turn into a


    calm and sentimental guy?


    "Speaking of which, why does this scenery seem familiar? San Marcaome?"


    Old alleys, old houses, matched with water fountains and weeping willows. It looked very calm and


    antique.


    A ray of sunlight shone down from the sky and casted a shadow. It seemed faint but only a quarter of it


    was visible, no one could figure out whose shadow it was.


    Out of anger, Billy took over his phone and humphed," As long as there’s an antique old house, it''ll be


    San Marcaome in your eyes. This is clearly San Mapeque.”


    "San Mapeque? Which area? How is it that I''ve not heard of this ce before?" Charlie never knew


    that Billy had a soft spot or any sort of discovery for such ces.


    "Millerville of San Mapeque..." saying these four wordszily, Billy continued ying with his phone.


    Suddenly, the phone vibrated. He sat up, moved to one side, and continued ying.


    "I’m quite sleepy. Let me lie down here and rest for a while. Remember to wake me up before you go. I


    probably can’t get any sleep when I get home tonight...”


    As Charlie was about to lie down, Mark walked over and casually kicked him with his long legs, "Go


    and sleep at your own house. And also, you, y your phone at your own house.”


    Charlie could only get up. Shaking his head, he took a sip of wine, "I don''t know if that smokeless war


    had ended or not when I reach home."


    "I thought Grace doesn’t quarrel with your mother?"


    "Yeah, she doesn''t. Basically, all the anger she umtes from my mother will beid on me. I’m just


    a punching bag. Tsk tsk, that''s how hard life is..."


    Mark did not want to hear any of their rants about life. He immediately chased them out of his


    apartment.


    "Should we grab another ss?" Charlie bumped Billy’s shoulders. Lifting his head, Billy squinted his


    eyeszily, "I think it''s better if you just go home and b e a punching bag for your wife. I still have other


    ces to go."


    Charlie joked, "Hiding a mistress in your love nest?"


    It was faint, but Billy''s expression did change a little. Yet it was not more than a split second, so it was


    not noticeable at all. Besides, Charlie did not pay attention to him.


    "Hide my ars*! Go home now, I’ll get going...”


    Two dayster.


    Summer did not manage to get the same flight as Dean. Hers was the afternoon flight. She held


    Charlotte in one hand, and her luggage in the other.