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Chapter 1326 Mr. Perkins Is Jealous

A rooster?

Beryl was speechless. Everyone who saw her today had said that she was good-looking. Why did she become a

rooster in his eyes?

Therefore, she retorted in a low voice, "Everyone says it's good-looking."

"So, what club did you join, huh?"

Beryl didn't notice the man's displeasure at all. She said confidently, "It's a school social club. Many people make

friends with each other and many seniors."

Social, seniors.

When these two words entered Marcellus' ears, he was already extremely unhappy. When these words were spoken

with a cheerful tone, it was as if a bucket of gasoline had been poured into his heart.

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The man raised his eyebrows. "Are you very happy?"

"Yes, I made a lot of new friends, and everyone can get along well with each other."

"What can students talk about? What to eat today, or what to eat tomorrow? Or what did you do? How many books

did he read?"

No matter how slow Beryl was, she could hear the sarcasm in his words. However, as a college student, when she

heard such harsh words, her first reaction was to refute them. "So what? We are all young and of the same age.

Isn't it normal to talk about this? Besides, what's the point of talking about is not the point. The point is that the

atmosphere is very happy!"

Hearing this, Marcellus thought that she thought he was old.

What was wrong with people of the same age? What was the point of talking to a young man in his twenties? What

was so great about people of the same age?

But there was nothing he could say. He said it as if he cared about it very much. He had never felt that he was old

or not charming. Not to mention that he was in his thirties, even if he was in his forties, he was still very charming,

and there were still people who wanted to get close to him!

Marcellus was particularly angry. She didn't have any other skills, but she was better at making him angry than

anyone else.

Forget it, he wouldn't lower himself to her level. She could say whatever she wanted.

So, he started the car angrily. When he came here today, he deliberately changed to a big car. It was a Bentley, just

like the one Huston had bought. He had always liked to drive sports cars and cars, but in order not to look

particularly eye-catching, he bought a new Bentley SUV.

He was so considerate of her, but she was only thinking about attending a social club!

Beryl looked out of the window at the rapidly receding street view and casually asked, "Where are we going now?"

The only response she received was silence in the car.

It was rare for Marcellus to not speak once, so Beryl was not used to it. She repeated, "Where are we going now?

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I'm asking you."

"What can we do at such a late hour? I've been waiting for you for so long, but I haven't had dinner yet!"

Beryl was rendered speechless by his words. She did feel a bit guilty for keeping him waiting for so long. Her

original intention was to let him go first, but she did not expect that Marcellus would wait there for nearly two hours.

Thinking of this, Beryl asked uncertainly, "What would you like to eat?"

"It's none of your business."

"... I was just asking."

"What? Are you going to treat me?" Marcellus snapped. "I'm going to a restaurant that college students can't

afford."

Beryl hated it the most when people talked about money, and this kind of contempt for money was particularly

hurtful to her. She immediately lost her expression and did not say a word.

The moment he blurted it out, Marcellus regretted it. He didn't mean to laugh at her at all. He was only referring to

the matter of the club just now.

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