Charlotte has been feeling recently that she is being followed, and there are two people who are acting very strangely.

Today, she is once again punctually arriving at the ice cream shop for work, and at 2:00 PM, a man and a woman are promptly showing up at the ice cream shop. They have been consistently appearing at the same time for a full two weeks now, ordering the same ice cream each time. Consequently, Charlotte has a particularly deep impression of them.

Sure enough, at 2:00 PM today, they appeared again. But what makes it even stranger is that both of them are wearing black hats and masks. For a full two weeks now, every time Charlotte has seen them, they have been dressed like this. In this hot summer, such attire is clearly peculiar.

However, Charlotte feels that she is being followed because for several days, on her way home at night, she has seen their car parked near her house. The two individuals inside the car are also wearing black hats and masks, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.

Charlotte continues to enthusiastically serve every customer, including the two who seem a bit suspicious. She feels that she might be overthinking it, and perhaps it's just a habit of the customers. It could also be a coincidence that they happen to live near her house.

But everything is changing for Charlotte on this evening as she is waiting for the bus at the bus stop.

On a summer evening, which is cooler compared to the hot daytime, Charlotte is waiting alone at the deserted bus stop. In her mind, she is calculating the schedule for the next semester, wondering if it is conflicting with her work hours. She is also considering whether to find a new job closer to both the school and her apartment before the start of the new semester.

The advertising light from the bus stop sign illuminates Charlotte's face, and the perfume and car advertisements on the billboard alternately cycle. In her mind, Charlotte is carefully calculating the time and expenses for the upcoming semester. At this moment, a black sedan comes to a steady and quiet stop in front of her.

Charlotte doesn't pay much attention to the black car, thinking it might be just a temporary stop. However, the sudden appearance of the car disrupts her thoughts. At this moment, the car door opens, and a woman steps out from the passenger side. Charlotte is somewhat surprised because this woman is the same strange lady who frequents the ice cream shop!

The woman looks at Charlotte and then walks directly towards her and the bus stop. Charlotte senses that she has been staring, which might be a bit impolite. Perhaps this woman is just passing by or intends to take the bus as well.

She slightly shifts her gaze away, feeling a bit awkward, and takes out her phone. Charlotte casually opens one app after another, portraying herself as occupied. Maybe this woman also wants to take the bus here. Charlotte reminds herself not to be too impolite and issues a silent warning in her mind.

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"Hello, may I ask if you are Miss Charlotte?"

Charlotte looks up in surprise. How could this woman know her name? The woman is dressed in all black, wearing a black hat and mask, with only her beautiful blue eyes visible.

She locks eyes with the woman, and Charlotte sees the most beautiful eyes she has ever seen! The woman's eyes are incredibly bright, shining with a starry blue, as if they hold an endless expanse of stars.

"Yes, I am Charlotte." Charlotte quickly stands up from her chair, feeling a bit awkward as she speaks.

"Hello, I'm Claire, and that's my husband Antoine." Their gaze shifts towards the man sitting in the car, and he warmly greets them.

"Hello, nice to meet you.Have we met before?" Charlotte asks them with a hint of doubt. Both her mind and body tense up, and she is now incredibly alert, maintaining a vigilant defensive posture.

Claire shakes her head, "No, this should be our first formal meeting. Nice to meet you, Miss Charlotte."

Charlotte nods, hesitating about whether to speak up but deciding to find a topic, "Likewise, I've seen you both at the ice cream shop. I work there."

Claire appears a bit anxious at this point. She glances around, noticing only a few scattered pedestrians strolling along the street or hurrying home. "Yes, Miss Charlotte, we've been to your ice cream shop a few times. If it's convenient for you, can we get in the car and find a quiet place to talk?"

At this point, her husband sitting in the car also speaks up, "Yes, it's not suitable for the car to be parked here for an extended period."

Charlotte checks the bus display and wonders why the bus is delayed by 45 minutes today. With these being the last two bus trips, she doesn't want to take the last bus home

Charlotte becomes more alert, observing the scattered pedestrians on the street. She politely responds to Claire's request, "My bus might be arriving soon. I'm sorry, but may I ask what brings you to me? Is there something I can help you with?"

Antoine senses that Charlotte might be concerned about her safety. He says to Claire in the car, "Claire, you can talk to Miss Charlotte in a safe place. I'll park the car, and then I'll come to join you."

Antoine's words remind Claire that inviting a lone woman into the car in the middle of the night might not be the most friendly thing to do.

"Can we find a quiet corner to talk? Miss Charlotte?" Charlotte nods. She is familiar with the surroundings, and she doesn't think they pose any danger. If things take a turn for the worse, she can always run, as her good friend Camille's house is nearby.

Charlotte follows behind Claire, simultaneously planning escape routes in her mind to ensure that in case of an unexpected situation, she can quickly run to Camille's house. Camille lives with her parents, and her two brothers are also home for the holidays, making her home the safest option.

"Is this place okay?" Claire politely asks the somewhat distracted Charlotte.

Observing Claire's polite inquiry, Charlotte looks around at the environment. They are in a park not far from the bus stop. Claire is pointing to a bench under a large tree. Behind the bench is a row of bushes, providing a very secluded and suitable spot for a conversation.

Charlotte nods and responds, "It’s okay for me." And once they are seated, Claire takes off her hat and mask. "Miss Charlotte, I apologize. Please forgive me. Time is of the essence, so I'll get straight to the point in our conversation."

As Claire removes her hat, a cascade of thick, glossy hair pours out. She shakes her elegant, flowing locks and takes off her mask, revealing a beautiful and refined face. Charlotte has never seen someone so stunning, truly breathtaking. The beauty is beyond words. The woman before her seems to have a myriad of sparkling stars hidden in her eyes, and her appearance is angelically beautiful.

The beauty is so striking that Charlotte can't help but blurt out, "Wow! You're so beautiful!"

"Like, you two look so alike!" Antoine walks over at this moment, looking at the two women sitting on the bench, and utters a somewhat cryptic remark.

"Do you have the information, Antoine?"

"I have it, here." Claire takes the files Antoine hands her. As she is about to open the documents, Antoine steps forward and forcefully stops her, placing a hand on hers.

"Have you talked to Charlotte yet? Does she agree with us?"

Claire pauses and says, "Not yet."