Chapter 558

Humans occasionally experienced mental blackouts, and that was exactly what I was going through at that moment. My first reaction should have been to scream or jump up and run out the door. But I didn't do any of those things. I only crouched there, looking foolish, and asked him who he was. "Missy, why so sad? Did you get dumped?" The man was a typical foreigner, with deep-set eyes, a high nose, and well-defined features. He spoke fluent Judgetonian. He was indeed perceptive, having figured out why I was upset with just one glance. "Who are you?" I asked, still sounding dazed. But as soon as I spoke those three words, my brief mental blackout dissipated. Suddenly, I remembered the boss of Q Club. However, I wasn't entirely sure if it was him. In my mind, the boss of Q Club was supposed to be a rugged, rough-around-the-edges man, like Arthur. But the man in front of me exuded a refined, elegant air, with a hint of mature charm. If I had met him on the street, I might hav