Chapter 499
Chlo-Chlo cradled Milk Candy in her arms, cast a casual glance at the gift in his hands, and said, "Didn't you say that gifts from others are meaningless?"
Robert Foster: "Are you talking about this? This is from Wanda Wesley. It's different from others."
Chlo-Chlo curved her lips: "How is it different?"
Robert Foster stated plainly, "She has no intentions toward me and no ulterior motives. She's just a kind girl."
The blessing on Chlo-Chlo's face suddenly turned gray.
She sighed as she stroked the fur on Milk Candy's head and said nothing more.
They had just left the school gates when they saw Alexander Foster.
He was wearing the army green woolen coat, exuding a high-quality supermodel aura as he approached, which was very eye-catching.
As she stared at him, Chlo-Chlo saw a flashback of her tiptoeing closer to his face.
Though blurry, it was very real.
Well, what was done was done. It was not like he would ask her to take responsibility for the kiss, right?