To be honest, this soulful singer in her early twenties is absolutely stunning—she can take off her makeup without any pressure or flaws. The only minor imperfection is that there’s a bit too much fuzz on her upper lip.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Julia Walker finally woke up, opening her eyes in a daze while coughing violently. When she saw the stranger Brian Carter, she immediately started screaming.

Chapter 7 Giving Someone a Hat Is Also Immoral

Some time later, in the messy, shabby rental apartment, Julia Walker was curled up in a corner of the sofa, looking completely disheveled, glancing around in panic at her surroundings and at Brian Carter.

Little Brian found a couple of greens and some eggs, tomatoes, etc. in the fridge, turned on the stove, and started showing off his cooking skills. For someone with master-level culinary skills like him, stir-frying vegetables was a piece of cake—even washing and chopping vegetables could look like a scene from a fashion commercial.

The noodles were ready too.

After Julia Walker spaced out for a while, she timidly and nervously walked toward the open-air balcony to take a look at the street view. Outside, people and cars bustled about—the city was full of life.

This was the third floor.

She couldn’t escape by climbing down the building like Bobby had before. Half-standing on the balcony edge, half inside, she nervously looked at Brian Carter, "What exactly is going on? Who are you? Why am I here?"

Brian Carter said in surprise, "You don’t remember anything before you passed out? Oh right, do you eat scallions? I’m about to cook noodles—let you try my cooking."

Julia Walker was stunned for a few seconds. "I don’t eat scallions. I remember just leaving home to go to the hotel, then someone knocked me out from behind with a handkerchief. Are you a kidnapper? What do you want from me?"

Brian Carter, stir-frying the greens, shook his head. "Do I look like a kidnapper? I’m this good-looking—if I wanted to get rich, why would I be a kidnapper? I could just go into showbiz."

"I could make money just lying down!"

"Don’t slander me. The camera on the table perfectly recorded who kidnapped you and carried you upstairs. Once the film is developed, you’ll know."

"But this is indeed the kidnapper’s place. After he left, I came up and woke you up with water."

Julia Walker was scared out of her wits—she really had been kidnapped!! But Brian Carter’s attitude left her so confused she didn’t know what to feel.

"This is the kidnapper’s place? You saved me? Thank you, thank you. So can I leave?"

Brian Carter nodded. "Sure, but why not eat before you go? Since you’re here, it’d be a shame not to eat something."

"Don’t worry, the kidnapper went to work. He’s got a heavy workload and won’t be back until evening—maybe even later if he works overtime. It’s not even noon yet, so there’s plenty of time."

Julia Walker was even more confused, completely lost—Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

She cautiously watched Brian Carter, inching from the balcony back to the living room, keeping away from the kitchen, heading for the front door, and then downstairs.

It wasn’t until Julia Walker stood outside the building, brushing past passersby and seeing people pointing and whispering about her, that she finally relaxed.

Was she out of the wolf’s den? Had she escaped? Was she free??

Was that Brian Carter really not a kidnapper? If he was, there’s no way he’d just let her walk out like that. Did the real kidnapper go to work? And might even work overtime??

What kind of ridiculous world is this!

Oh right, Brian Carter mentioned a camera??

A few more passersby glanced at her and whispered as they walked by. Only then did Julia Walker remember that she’d been woken up by Brian Carter pouring water on her from a basin—her top was wet, and her hair was soaked.

Makeup?

She quickly took a small mirror from her suit jacket pocket, glanced at herself, stomped her foot, and ran back to the old building. She didn’t really care about her makeup—at twenty-something, her face was full of collagen, the perfect age to go bare-faced.

It was just that her lipstick had been washed off by tap water, and there was a bit too much fuzz on her upper lip... seriously ruining her image as a beauty.

A moment later.

When Julia Walker bent over and peeked into Ethan Price’s place like she was playing hide-and-seek, she saw Brian Carter sitting on the living room sofa, eating noodles in front of a fan.

Seeing her, Little Brian waved again. "Come on, you got kidnapped and brought here all confused, and you’re leaving without even eating a bowl of noodles? What a waste."

Julia Walker saw the camera on the table and mustered up her courage. "Hey handsome, what’s your relationship with the kidnapper?"

Brian Carter slurped a few noodles and took a bite of greens. "I don’t know him either. He looked familiar, and I suspected he might be an old friend I haven’t seen in years, but I’m not sure. Today I wanted to get to know him, but as soon as I got here, I saw him sneaking out, so I didn’t say anything... I just watched as he kidnapped you and brought you home, then left for work."

"If you want to call the police, go ahead. Let them handle it. He’ll probably get a few years, maybe more than ten, in prison."

In the story with the wrong reference, Ethan Price is a dumb thief, and Bobby and he are an even more classic dumb thief duo—this world is a comedy.

But at the end of the day, kidnapping and extortion? If you do it, you have to pay the price.

Not to mention, at this stage, Ethan Price is probably at the Lijing Hotel having an in-depth exchange with Zhou Tai—which is also giving Boss Zhou a green hat.

Giving someone a hat is also immoral!