“Do you have any last words?” Charlene crossly asked Max.
Max's thick brows furrowed as he looked at Charlene in wonder. He didn't mean any harm, and he just wanted to say hi.
“W…what’s wrong?...” he stammered in edginess. Charlene’s angry face, he had never seen before, was displaying in front of him, ready to kill him for some unknown reason.
Leaning forward, “I know the truth…” Charlene hissed, “I f*****g know the truth…” she repeated, gritting her teeth.
Max skeptically looked at Charlene.
“About what?” he curiously asked. Bullet sweats were forming on his face for another unknown reason.
Charlene was about to speak when a figure stopped next to their table, overshadowing their view.
“Max!?” The lady’s voice said, not minding if Max was bus
