Chapter 623 That Question Is So Naive

• “We’re all over there. Wanna come sit with us? We’re all old high school classmates, and it’s been ages since we got together.”
• Right now, Yvonne Sand had zero bandwidth to wonder how Eric Goodwell got into Ciderbrook’s Grandline Suites Hotel. She was only worried he might get into trouble because of it. That worry was why she stuck to him like glue—if anything went down, she could at least help smooth things over.
• Eric’s gaze swept over Damian Porter not far away, cool and sharp. His inner sneer didn’t fade as he nodded and took a seat at the table.