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Chapter 7 Let's Collaborate

In the evening, Charles rolled up to the police station in his fancy car. It was already 8:50 PM.

He checked his watch and saw that he still had ten minutes to kill before the meet-up.

To keep a low profile, he left his assistant behind.

After straightening his suit, he stepped out of the car and headed down the alley with long strides.

It had been ages since Charles had walked to a restaurant, and he felt a bit lost.

He pulled out his phone and checked the text again.

Luna: [Across from the police station, Fragrant Garden Restaurant, meet at 9 PM.]

After passing the same street corner for the third time, Charles was about to lose it.

He started to wonder if "Fragrant Garden Restaurant" even existed.

Thinking about the call earlier, Charles frowned. Was Luna messing with him?

"Sir, I've seen you wandering around here for a while. What are you looking for?" An old man resting by the roadside looked at Charles, puzzled.

With the old man's help, Charles finally found the tiny restaurant hidden in the corner ten minutes later.

He checked his watch again. Five minutes to ten.

Pushing the door open, he saw a tiny shop with almost no decor, just a few simple tables and chairs.

He expected to see Luna's impatient face. But to his surprise, the place was empty.

He felt a mix of relief and irritation that Luna hadn't shown up yet. She was even later than him.

Charles tried to keep his cool, sat in the cramped space, and looked at the menu.

He frowned again. Sandwiches and pizza? Really?

After a bit, the door opened, and Luna jogged in.

She apologized, "I'm really sorry, I was just too busy. Let me treat you to dinner as an apology."

Luna was slightly out of breath, clearly having rushed over.

"Is it reasonable for an intern police officer on secondment to be this busy?" Charles's words dripped with sarcasm.

Luna was taken aback, then said, "You had someone check on me? I'm a police officer, how can you do that? That's illegal!"

Charles gave her a sideways glance.

He thought, 'Do you really understand the law? In the age of big data, it doesn't take illegal means to check your info.'

"Why don't you arrest me and see if you have the authority to do so?" Charles looked at her calmly.

Luna turned her head, knowing she couldn't do anything to him, but she still disapproved of his behavior.

She said, "Don't be so arrogant. If you break the law, I'll definitely arrest you."

Charles didn't care about her warning and motioned for her to sit down. "My purpose for coming here is simple. I want to discuss a collaboration with you."

Used to discussing business, Charles brought his work mannerisms here.

Luna ordered a bunch of late-night snacks from the owner, then asked, "What kind of collaboration could we possibly have?"

Charles placed his hands on the table. At over 5.9 feet tall, the table's height wasn't enough for him to stretch his legs.

He said, "My mother has been pressuring me to get married. She's not in good health, and I don't want to break her heart, but I also don't want to marry just anyone. Since we're already married, we can collaborate and meet each other's needs."

This so-called collaboration was something Charles decided on after reading Luna's profile.

Since Ashley was determined to force him into marriage, he might as well go along with it. Besides, Luna was easier to control than Anna.

Even if both were after money, Luna wouldn't be able to swindle money from Ashley.

But Luna refused, "I disagree. I don't need to collaborate with you, and I don't want to get married right now. Let's just get divorced as we agreed, one month from now."

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