A man and a woman at the table, no matter their looks, temperament, and clothes at home, they all looked very luxurious and decent.
The man in it looked a little haggard, and his face and lips had lost his normal blood color. At first sight, he was chronically ill, or even dying.
But the woman next to him was very well maintained and very beautiful. Her appearance was seven points similar to Stefanie, and she seemed to be in her 30s.
Charlie recognized the two at a glance, they were Uncle Orrin, whom he had known since childhood, and his wife, Angie.
Just when Charlie recognized the two of them, the two also recognized him!
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