"I’ll cover for you with my big brother, so don’t worry," Jordan Thompson didn’t fail to rise to their expectations, making a solid promise with a thump of his chest.
He clearly understood what the children were worried about, and with him as their shield, they were sure to get past the big brothers’ hurdle smoothly.
Since he had promised to take them away, he had to see it through.
If anyone held him responsible, he would bear it all alone.
Those two children were also quite pitiable.
Abandoned at such a young age, they must be severely hurt now and urgently needed Charlotte’s comfort.
Jordan was able to understand their forward-thinking, which is why he had agreed to help them without any hesitation.
"Uncle, you’re too kind," the children, touched, flung themselves into his embrace, tears gleaming in their eyes.
This display made Jordan even more resolute.
He sternly decided in his heart that he would safely bring them to Druarus to meet Charlotte.
In a place where he wasn’t paying attention, a triumphant smile spread across Cyrus’s face.
As expected, their uncle was softhearted. Their plan was half successful; now they were just waiting for him to take them away.
With Jordan’s help, everything seemed so easy. The children’s nerves, taut with tension, finally relaxed.
Over in Druarus, Charlotte had already met up with Adam Ross, and the two were sitting in a restaurant.
Sitting in her seat, Charlotte clenched her bag nervously.
She hoped that this time Justin Battleson wouldn’t intervene.
Adam maintained his nonchalant demeanor, leg cocked and lip curled as he glanced inscrutably at Charlotte seated across from him.
"I thought Miss Thompson would decline my kind gesture," he teased with an interested smile.
The curiosity in his eyes made Charlotte feel uneasy, as if he was trying to peer into her soul. Official source is ɴovelfire.net
"How could I spurn Mr. Ross’s kindness?" Charlotte gave a light laugh and skillfully turned his words around.
Her smile didn’t reach her eyes, making her appear insincere.
All this pretending with Adam while feeling run down, how could she really laugh?
Adam shrugged noncommittally.
Indeed, not many people dared to reject him.
Charlotte didn’t seem like the type to shy away from things, so this reason didn’t really hold up with Adam, but he was happy to hear her false words.
Charlotte hadn’t figured out how to ask him about the events of the past and fell silent.
Absentmindedly pushing around her food, with no appetite, all she was thinking about was how to ask the question.
"Does the food not suit Miss Thompson’s taste?" Adam, setting down his chopsticks, wiped the corner of his mouth and turned his attention to her face.
He could tell at a glance that she was not interested, but she didn’t have to make it so obvious, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Realizing her behavior was too strange, Charlotte quickly gathered her thoughts and offered him an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, I haven’t been able to get out of work mode yet."
Charlotte’s fleeting glance returned to the dining table, and forced by circumstances, she focused on eating her meal.
Adam stayed silent as if he had simply invited her out for a meal.
This made Charlotte uncertain about how to broach her topic.
The dinner was about to end, and if she didn’t ask now, she would lose her opportunity. Charlotte could only push forward resolutely.
"I wonder if Mr. Ross is acquainted with a man named Andrew Richard?" Charlotte asked casually, trying to hide her inner turmoil.
Underneath the table where Adam couldn’t see, her hands clutched together tightly.