“Hey?” Conan stepped down from his car as he rushed down to where Timothy stood.
“You again?” Timothy frowned as he gave Conan a dirty glare this time around. “What exactly do you want from me, man?” He attacked.
“I know this is pretty bad, stalking you and all that. I just wanted to apologize earlier. I… I, umm, the way I approached you earlier wasn’t pretty nice.” He stuttered as he looked at Timothy who was still wearing a frown on his face.
“Apologies accepted. So, can you let me be now? Thank you!!” He scowled as he walked away.
Conan remained calm at the spot as he watched Timothy get his bicycle and ride off. He quickly got into his car as he followed him from a distance to avoid getting noticed. That was the last thing he ever wanted.
“Are you sure about that, Charles? What
