Alfred took Connie to a nearby cafe.

Sitting in the cafe, Connie looked at the handsome man sitting in front of her and frowned slightly. "Alfred, you want to ask me about Lottie, don't you?"

She looked down at her fingers. "The situation is basically like what Mr. Chapman said. Lottie has lost her memory. She doesn't remember Mr. Chapman and you."

"I can't say anything else if you ask."

Alfred glanced at her with a faint frown. "You don't want to drink coffee with me?"

Connie froze slightly.

How could she say no?

No woman would refuse beloved man's invitation, right?

But...

She knew very well that Alfred had invited her to drink coffee for another woman.

Connie had witnessed the relationship between Lottie and Ralph.

She didn't think that Alfred had the charm to take Lottie away, nor did he want to become Alfred's accomplice.

Even if Alfred tried to seduce her with his beauty, he could not.

Looking at her like this, Alfred sighed lightly. "Do you also think that I have no hope?"

Connie bit her lips.

After a while, she looked up at him. "I've liked you for many years. Could you listen to my opinion?"

Alfred calmly picked up his coffee and took a sip. "Go ahead."

"Actually, Lottie isn't your ideal."

Connie took a deep breath and looked up. Her black and bright eyes were fixed on Alfred's face. "I don't know why you are so persistent to pursue Lottie."

"But Alfred, I've liked you for seven years. I've seen all the scenes and variety show since you entered the entertainment circle."

"I've followed all your material and interviews."

"Lottie shouldn't be your ideal. I firmly believe that."

Alfred's hands, which were holding the tea cup, paused slightly.

After a long while, he curled his lips coldly. "Then what kind of my ideal type should be? You?"

Connie bit her lips and nodded hard. "Yes."

Alfred almost laughed out loud.

"So are you just paving the way for yourself?"

Then he sneered and took a sip of coffee.copy right hot novel pub