“Her name is Esme; my family and I can’t control her at all right now. Mr. Charlie, if you can help me, I would be very grateful,” Estella chimed in again.“I’ll just try. Whatever the outcome, we’ll see later,” Charlie said. At five o’clock in the afternoon, at the gates of SMA 1 San Setillo.At the school gate, a young man with dyed yellow hair was riding a modified Volkswagen, looking as if he was waiting for someone at the school gate.Charlie was also standing at the school gate, waiting for Estella’s sister, Esme, to come out.“Got any cigarettes? Give me two,” Alfie approached Charlie.“No.” Charlie glanced at him.“Tsk. You came out without even bringing cigarettes? Useless,” he said in a condescending tone, then turned and walked away.Charlie smiled and shook his head, simply ignoring him.At that moment, the school bell rang, and students poured out of the school one by one. Charlie took a photo from his pocket, which was a picture of Estella’s sister.About seven or ei
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