Chapter 236 Do You Care About Him?

I did not catch on immediately and looked at Charlie blankly. "What?" Following his slightly indifferent gaze, I saw Idris, who had gotten out of the car and was waiting for me. Realizing he was asking about Idris and me, I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to answer. After hesitating for a moment, "He probably feels indebted to me," I eventually said. The sudden change in Idris' behavior toward me could only be attributed to a sense of debt—debt for saving his life five years ago, for the injury our child suffered because of Moore, and for the years of misrecognition that he could not make up for. That was pretty much it. Charlie turned his gaze back, his deep and dark eyes fixing steadily on me. "And you?" I was puzzled. "Me?" He nodded. "Do you care about him?" Not rushing to answer his question, I looked at Charlie and smiled. "Mr. Yates, you don't seem like the type to gossip about others' private lives." He raised an eyebrow, unbothered and calm. "Everyone needs to b