Chapter 315 Claud's Fanatical Pursuer

These resentful words caused Claud to stop in his tracks. Sweating profusely, he stiffly turned around to see Rosy in front of him.

Rosy took off her windbreaker and sunglasses.

Her figure and face showed under the sun.

In the courtyard, Charlie gasped.

Even an old man Hugh was charmed.

Rosy was too beautiful.

Her face had no flaws at all.

It was simply a perfect work of art, exquisitely carved.

Her figure was seductive.

If she were in the entertainment industry, she would immediately become a superstar with hundreds of millions of fans.

What stunned Hugh and Charlie was that Rosy, who had been proud and aloof in the hall, was now pouting and grabbing Claud's arm like a little girl. Her voice was full of grievance as she said coquettishly, "Claud, do you really hate me so much?"

Troubled, Claud felt his scalp go numb.