###Chapter 68 Remember to give me an invitation

"No time."

Eric didn't even look at it and left straight away.

Catherine flattened her mouth and muttered in a small voice, "Thought you guys were close, but it's just Cindy being delusional."

"You said, what?"

Eric has always had a good ear, his eyes half narrowed as he stared at the fox family's girl in front of him who wasn't afraid to die.

He had dealt with that old man Larry fox, who looked gentle and elegant, but in fact was extremely deep, more ruthless than Lincoln.

The daughter of their fox family, how kind can it be?

Catherine deliberately said to him to hear.

Seeing that he stopped, she said, "Cindy once told me that she regretted divorcing you, and said that she hoped to have a chance to talk to you."

Catherine smiled, "Otherwise, she wouldn't have agreed to stay in the room next to yours, right?"

Eric snorted, "She would say that?"