More than ten minutes later, the crowd around Randolph gradually scattered.
Randolph's eyes swept over Connor.
Connor said to Annette with a faint smile, "Come with me."
Annette put down the food in her hand and followed Connor to Randolph.
"Randolph, how are you going?"
Randolph patted Connor on the shoulder and said, "Well, I'm in good health. You haven't come to me for one and a half months, right?"
Randolph looked at Annette and asked, "Is this your mate?"
Annette waved her hand and denied it.
Before she could say something, Lance's forthright laughter sounded behind her.
"Mr. Fletcher, you seem to be getting stronger and stronger."
Hearing Lance's voice, Annette felt a little disgusted instinctively.
Randolph nodded and smiled at Lance. "Alpha Lance, glad to meet you."
