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“Oh?” Charles, with a slightly raised brow and a playful smile, moved closer to Elena. She stepped back but the wardrobe was behind her. She had no escape. He placed one hand on the wardrobe behind her and raised her chin with another hand. “Since you are a self-taught talent, then what about taking some time to probe with me, taking ‘long’ to fill ‘space’ and having a ‘deep’ understanding with each other?” “You, you… rascal!” Her face turned red like a sunset glow instantly. How could Charles say something so ambiguous with a poker face? He looked like a gentleman, but what he did was like a rascal, she definitely saw the combination of the two when he was acting like this. “What I said is very normal, why are you calling me a rascal?” Charles looked at her innocently, with a ligh