Upon seeing the situation, Charlotte hurried over, pretending to wipe his clothes with a piece of paper, apologizing, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
With that said, she frees one hand, stealthily trying to pluck a few strands of hair from Adam Ross’s head.
Charlotte held her breath, feeling apprehensive that Adam Ross might notice if she moved too slowly.
Luckily, before he had a chance to notice, Charlotte had already adeptly stuffed the hair into her pocket.
It was done in one swift movement.
She let out a great sigh of relief. Looking at Adam Ross in front of her, she couldn’t help but apologize again, "Mr. Ross, I am really sorry."
Adam Ross suppressed his temper and slowly replied, "It’s alright."
Charlotte barely sat back down before she sent a message to Jack Bryant as fast as she could.
"Meet at the Friac Hotel now."
She managed to obtain some of Adam Ross’s hair, she needed to get back quickly.
Adam Ross was a terrifying man who could abandon his own child.
Just thinking about how adorable her siblings, Chad and Jack Thompson, were, intensified her desire not to waste another second with him.
"Looks like dining with Miss Thompson is still quite a physical task." Adam Ross, wiping the stain on his clothes, said with a smirk.
Charlotte subtly glanced at her phone before slowly responding.
"I’m really sorry, Mr. Ross. Perhaps I’m not feeling well today, causing me to be slightly clumsy."
Adam Ross gave Charlotte a once-over, but she looked healthy to him.
She didn’t seem ill, as she’d suggested.
"Perhaps I was thoughtless. How about this, after we finish dinner, I’ll take Miss Thompson to the hospital for a check."
Adam Ross put down his chopsticks and pensively looked at Charlotte.
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What she didn’t realize at the moment was that the news of her having dinner with Adam Ross had already been leaked by an unscrupulous media and was now making headlines online.
The headlines of the news were full of sensationalism.
"Young heir of Ross family spotted dining with a mystery lady."
The comment section was full of insults directed towards Charlotte.
Adam Ross always had a good public image and his reputation as the eligible bachelor had long fascinated many young girls.
The news of his love triangle with a designer named Charlotte had already been quelled, and no one was discussing it further.
So, when this absurd rumor suddenly exploded, the public found it hard to swallow.
In addition, they brazenly speculated that this woman had pursued him aggressively.
But the angle the journalist used to shoot Charlotte’s picture was not flattering, distorting her appearance.
Unless acquainted with her, one might have difficulty recognizing her at first glance.
At this point, an oblivious Charlotte was still struggling to cope with Adam Ross.
"You don’t need to worry about me, I just have a headache, and a good night’s rest will be enough. Please take your time with dinner, Mr. Ross."
As Charlotte spoke, she tried to get up, she needed to go call Jack Bryant and urge him to hurry over.
But Adam Ross didn’t give her the chance as he promptly got up with her.
The immense suite seemed to close in on her, the towering figure cast a shadow over her, making her feel suffocated.
"I... I need to use the restroom."
Charlotte said with an awkward smile, but her flushed face betrayed her.
Adam Ross responded with a smirk, eyeing her with deep interest.
He leaned against the door like a cat playing with a mouse, blocking her way out as if he was enjoying it.
"Miss Thompson, you need to keep your word. With the food here so delicious, I don’t want to taste it alone."
Inwardly, Charlotte could only roll her eyes.