Chapter 995


    Charlotte''s heart were trembling when she met his deep gaze and crystal bright light shone straight


    from her eyes, "Yes, of course. Mr. Warner, please rest assured that I will do it for you."


    "Thank you." Luther hooked his lips at her and smiled seductively.


    Charlotte was almost dumbfounded. His smile was too handsome and too charming. She might not


    know but she was drooling.


    Luther''s sessive gestures of affection made her lose her soul.


    Fortunately, Tommy reminded her, "Miss Charlotte, here we are."


    Charlotte was just snapped back to her senses and wiped the corner of her lips, knowing that she had


    lost her manners.


    Luther and Aaron had gotten out of the car and were heading for their Bentley.


    She waved to Luther in a hurry, "Mr. Warner, see you tomorrow night!"


    "Hmm."


    Luther responded lightly and whirled into the car.


    Aaron drove the Bentley, turned around sharply, and took off.


    After the Bentley left the Military Staff House...


    Luther''s face immediately copsed and his expression became dull and dark.


    He took out arge box of wet wipes from the console, pulled out many in a row and began to wipe his


    hands hard, from the back of his hands, the palms of his hands, to even his fingers.


    He would never spare any single ce and he kept wiping and rubbing. Finally, his hands were even a


    bit swollen.


    He felt so disgusted and his handsome eyebrows furrowed as if he had just touched the dirtiest things


    in the world.


    Aaron nced sideways, and he unnaturally cleared his throat.


    Over the years, Mr. Warner''s mental mysophobia had really gotten worse.


    But why did Mr. Warner make an exception for Zora Knowles? Mr. Warner had never been seen wiping


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    his hands with a wet tissue after touching Zora Knowles.


    "Mr. Warner, your suit... Do you need me to send it to the dry cleaners?" Aaron asked.


    Luther looked out the window and suddenly said, "Pull over, now."


    Aaron froze and hurriedly did as he was told, mming on the brakes and pulling the Bentley to the


    side of the road.


    Luther opened the door and got out of the car while unbuttoning his suit.


    By the time Luther reached the curb, he had already taken off the suit he was wearing.


    He didn''t even look at it and shoved the suit straight into the trash bin.


    Then, he returned to the passenger seat as if nothing had happened.


    His voice was icy, "Go."


    Aaron''s jaw dropped. The fine handmade bespoke suit was just thrown straight into the trash bin.


    It was such a waste.


    "Mr. Warner, in fact, we can actually wash a ..." Aaron was a little distressed.


    They could wash it and there was no need to throw it away directly...


    Luther frowned sharply, "Dirt can be washed off, yet obscurity can only be thrown away."


    "Oh." Aaron rubbed his nose and hurriedly drove away.


    Luther took a few more wet wipes. Just now his fingers touched the suit, and he needed to wipe them


    clean again.


    The thought of Charlotte reaching for him today and resting her head on his arm was driving him crazy.


    The suit just now should not be thrown away but should just be burned.


    He wiped his fingers desperately and even when the trash can in the car was almost full and he didn''t


    stop.


    Then he reached out, grabbed the trench coat from the back seat of the car and put it on.


    Aaron finally understood why Mr. Warner went out with an extra piece of clothing.


    It turned out that Mr. Warner had anticipated this.


    He thought that Mr. Warner still had a trace of hope for Charlotte, and it seemed that he had worried


    too much.


    "Mr. Warner, where are you going now?" Aaron asked respectfully.


    "Sanmon Antiques. I need to pick up one thing."


    Luther finished, and he looked out the car window at the bustling scenery darting away, as if he was in


    deep thought.