"Is it the one named Sabrina Summers?"
"Yes, that's her. But what is she doing here?" Abigail Wilson blinked and said, "She seems to have a somewhat ambiguous relationship with the Uncle next to her."
The middle-aged man's hand has already touched her buttocks.
Her attire also appears more mature.
It took Abigail Wilson a few glances just now to recognize her.
Seeing that scene, Abigail could guess what was going on.
This kind of thing is quite common in wealthy circles.
So they didn't find it too surprising.
"This is someone else's business. Let's go."
Ava Sanders thought it best to mind their own affairs.
Chloe walked for a while, then suddenly stopped to scan a particular direction.
The two in front of her were discussing what to buy and when they turned around, Chloe was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's Chloe?"
"She was just behind us a moment ago."
*
Chloe was standing on a stone block on the seashore.
She faced the sea breeze, staring at the crowd to her left.