Justin Battleson furrowed his brows, thereby postponing the meeting.
After giving these instructions and seeing Michael Richard’s retreating figure, Justin got up from his seat.
He opened the door and headed straight to Charlotte Thompson’s hotel.
As he drove, he ran several red lights, almost as if he wanted everyone to know his mood was far from good.
In the hotel room, Charlotte was about to take a bath and go to sleep when she noticed her door seemed to move.
Charlotte was somewhat surprised.
The security at this Druarus hotel was not good? She had just locked the door and it was pushed open already?
She stood by the door with a stick in her hand and was about to swing it at the intruder when her arm was seized.
Charlotte was stunned, she looked up only to enounter Justin’s inquisitive gaze.
"What are you doing?"
Charlotte was somewhat exasperated, staring at the man in front of her who dared to break into her room.
"Nothing much. Since an employee of my company dared to hang up on their boss, what should I do about it?"
Justin’s face was filled with anger, his eyes revealing a trace of dissatisfaction.
Charlotte knew this was a sign of Justin’s impending wrath.
However, she was not afraid of him now.
"Mr. Battleson, you have a great sense of humor. I’m just a common employee. Why trouble yourself to come and check on me personally?"
Charlotte paused for a moment before continuing, "If I remember correctly, the company has not stipulated that employees must accompany the boss during their off-work rest time."
Charlotte maintained her cool as she looked at the man in front of her, yet her hands were nervously sweating.
She leaned against the cupboard by the door, the abrupt sensation against her spine forcing her to confront the man in front of her.
"True, there’s no such rule. However, you are an employee of my company so I have the right to know who you’re dating."
Justin knew he was somewhat wrong, and even more, he also knew his inexplicable behavior at this moment was somewhat baffling.
But when he saw Charlotte leaning on Adam Ross in the picture, the rage in him was ignited almost instinctively.
He hadn’t felt this uncontrollable emotion in a long time.
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"Mr. Battleson, you really have jokes. I work diligently during office hours and I deserve to enjoy my life after work. I can be with whoever I want, be it Mr. Ross or anyone else. As long as I like it, it’s my freedom, and you have no right to interfere."
Charlotte stared hard at the man in front of her, her eyes revealing her impatience.
"Charlotte, you should know, since you chose to work for me, you’re my employee. If the person you’re seeing is someone who may harm the company’s interests, as your boss, I feel that it’s my responsibility to advise you to stay away from Adam Ross. He is not someone you can afford to play with."
Justin knew all along what kind of person Adam Ross was. He could deal with anyone, anyone but Charlotte.
"Can’t afford to play? Mr. Battleson, let me remind you for the last time, this is my free time. I can date whomever I want. If you invade my privacy again, I’ll call the police."
Exasperated, Charlotte reached for her phone to dial 911.
Who knew that the next second, Justin would come over, snatch the phone from her hand, and pull her into his arms.
The move was suggestive, the lighting dim.
All Charlotte could feel was like her head was covered by a shadow that fluctuated between brightness and darkness, and her heartbeat began to race uncontrollably.