Charlotte Thompson was fingering the back cover of her phone.
She didn’t know why he had her contact information or why he had taken the initiative to contact her.
"Of course I remember, how could I forget Mr. Ross," Charlotte concealed her confusion and answered back with a jest.
Such a remarkable tone, even if she wanted to, it would be hard to disregard.
Joyous laughter floated from the other side of the phone, indicating Adam Ross was in a good mood.
"Just got off work, I guess. I’m downstairs in your company building, inviting you for dinner," he informed decidedly and confidently, giving Charlotte no room for discussion.
A dinner invitation? Or a trap?
After Justin Battleson had invited her for a meal, wearing her out completely, was it now this man’s turn?
Charlotte, after a tiring day, felt listless.
She just wanted to curl up in her warm bed, she had no interest in dining out with him.
As she was about to refuse him, her words were preemptively cut off by him.
"Miss Thompson wouldn’t say no, would she?" His rhetorical question left Charlotte thoroughly speechless.
Adam Ross seemed to be more than a privileged young man, and rather clever at that.
Having been pressured so, refusing would make her appear ungracious.
Charlotte’s mind suddenly cleared considerably.
Well, let’s just do it for the sake of Chad and Jack. As her mind recalled her children, she decided to bite the bullet.
Justin had last time confused matters before she could even probe into Adam’s situation.
This time things must go smoothly, if she could get a strand of Adam’s hair that would be even better.
A DNA test would determine if there was any relation, saving her from fishing for information elsewhere.
Years ago when the children were abandoned at the hospital, about to be transferred to a welfare institute, Charlotte had seen them.
Though they were infants bundled in cloth, they’d smiled brightly at her.
Just having given birth to triplets, Charlotte was brimming over with motherly love.
Upon seeing this, how could she bear to not take them in? So, she ultimately decided to adopt the children.
During this time, she did consider finding the children’s biological parents and returning them to their real home.
But the mother of the children could not be found with any information whatsoever.
Seeming to have vanished into thin air, with only the children as proof of her existence.
No news about the biological father either, all information about the children was handled by a middle-aged man.
Everyone even suspected this middle-aged man of being the biological father, even though he vehemently denied it.
Before Charlotte had a chance to thoroughly investigate his identity, the man died in a car accident, the clues ended there.
As the kids grew older, they began to seem familiar to Charlotte.
As though she had seen them somewhere before, but she couldn’t quite place it.
Finally, when she saw Adam Ross after returning to the country, the familiarity fell into place.
She’d only met Adam Ross twice before, five years ago. No wonder she found it hard to remember.
To ascertain the children’s origin, Charlotte decided to sacrifice her precious sleep and bear with the situation. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel-fire.net
"Alright then, Mr. Ross, please wait for me a moment," Charlotte sighed helplessly, steeling herself for what was to come.
She gathered all her documents to ensure she hadn’t left anything behind before leaving her office.
As she approached the office door, she stopped, suddenly remembering something.
After some contemplation, she decisively pulled out her phone to call Henry Thompson, she had important business to entrust to him.
Several rings later, someone finally picked up the phone on the other end.
"Charlotte, graceful enough to give your brother a call today, huh?" A smile surfaced on his usually stern face upon seeing Charlotte’s incoming call.