Zara quickly approached and asked, “Excuse me, kind sir! Could you please lend me your phone? I need to call home as I’ve lost mine…”


    While Zara imed she wanted to make a call home, her true intention was to seize the chance to obtain Charlie’s phone number.


    We live in the information age, where acquiring someone’s mobile number can unlock a wealth of personal details about them.


    Once back home, this information would allow her to locate her benefactor, Charlie.<fn187c> The rightful source is find?novel</fn187c>


    Even if Charlie sensed her ulterior motive, he simply smirked and replied, “I’m sorry, but my phone is a personal item, and I can’t lend it out.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Afterward, he rummaged through his belongings and pulled out a sleek mobile phone, tossing it to Zara with a casual, “Here, use this to call your family. Let them know where you are and have them send someone to pick you up as soon as possible.”


    Stunned, Zara caught the phone as itnded on herp. Disappointment washed over her, but she masked it with gratitude, saying, “Thank you so much, Grace!”


    Charlie continued searching through his things and discovered a slim wallet containing five ten-thousand-yen notes along with an ID card.


    Given the current exchange rate, 10,000 yen trantes to over 600 dors. While 50,000 yen isn’t a fortune, it would be enough for them to find amodation and wait for a few hours until their family arrived.


    Regardless, the fifty thousand yen could also cover their train fare back to Tokyo.


    Charlie handed the money to Zara, advising, “Take this and hurry to meet your brother.”


    Zara hesitated, reluctant to leave without fully understanding Charlie’s identity, fearing she might never see him again.


    In that moment, she wanted to share her own background with Charlie, hoping he might reach out to her if he faced challenges upon returning home.


    However, as the words formed in her mind, she held them back.


    She realized that someone as formidable as Charlie would likely disregard her identity. If she mentioned being the granddaughter of Banks, it might backfire.


    He could interpret it as her trying to leverage her background to pressure him, which might lead to his distaste for her. There was also the chance he might avoid her entirely to steer clear of any entanglements.


    Thus, revealing her identity at this moment would only hinder her.


    So, she stood up straight, bowed deeply to Charlie, and sincerely expressed, “Thank you for your incredible kindness. If fate allows us to meet again, I will surely repay your generosity!”


    Fitz, standing nearby, also bowed and added, “Yes, thank you!”


    Charlie waved dismissively, “Alright, you two should get going. I have business to attend to and can’t linger here.”


    Feeling a bit awkward, Fitz nodded repeatedly, “I’m sorry for taking up your time…”


    Zara gazed at Charlie, biting her lip as she contemted saying something, but ultimately she decided against it.


    As she and Fitz made their way to the wooden stairs on the second floor, she suddenly turned back, embraced Charlie, and said with heartfelt earnestness, “Savior, if destiny allows, I hope we meet again!”


    Charlie didn’t look up, responding coldly, “I won’t be seeing you again.”