Chapter 49 You Didn't Believe it, Right?

Nancy's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. Charlie maintained a serious tone that left her unsure if he was joking or telling the truth. A man prepared for her? Was it true? Nancy once again sized up the man from head to toe. He was dressed in a silvery-white suit, paired with a pink shirt. The top three buttons of his shirt were undone, exposing a sexy collarbone and part of his firm pectoral muscles... Hmm... Dressed so flashily, could he really be a prostitute? Seeing Nancy appraising him thoroughly, the man said resignedly, "Vivian, you didn't really believe it, right?" "Um..." Nancy let out a dry chuckle, her little hand tightly gripping Charlie's arm. "He-he, Ben, I remember you." "Eh, I didn’t mean that." Ben's handsome face looked close to tears. "Vivian, you may remember me, but you don't really believe what Charlie Firth just said, do you?" Dressed like this, Nancy had to believe it. As Nancy stayed silent and merely looked at him curiously, Ben lifted a