The song playing in the club was "Melody X". The normally calm music seemed to harbor some indescribable sentiment at this moment.
Gently swaying his glass of red wine, Justin Battleson’s expression turned grim. He knew exactly what Adam Ross was implying with his words.
"I suggest you keep your distance from Charlotte Thompson."
He wasn’t unfamiliar with Adam Ross’s character. Women who attracted Adam’s attention usually didn’t have a happy ending.
Especially this time, as the woman in question was Charlotte.
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Adam Ross’s eyes crinkled with laughter, but there was not an ounce of mirth in his gaze, "Since when do brothers need to be so circumspect with each other? And you, my dear second brother."
His words carried a cold undertone. Adam continued to smile, "Come, let me toast to you, second brother."
He extended his drinking glass, the transparent glass reflecting the overhead light.
The warm yellow light failed to impart warmth, and the room gradually grew cold.
Justin laughed lightly, with no intention of toasting glasses with Adam.
Instead, he finished the red wine in his glass in one gulp, slamming the empty glass heavily onto the table.
At the sight of this, Adam didn’t seem embarrassed at all.
He shook his head gently, "Second brother, you really do have a tempestuous temper, as always."
After saying this, he too finished the red wine in his glass.
"I like Charlotte, and since you, second brother, seem to like her as well, why don’t we..."
Adam gazed at Justin intently; his words hanging between them, interrupted abruptly by Justin.
"Stop spouting nonsense. If you don’t stay away from Charlotte, don’t blame me for disregarding our brotherhood."
Justin’s eyes flashed with a sense of menace.
Leaning in closer to Adam, his next words came out in a low and forceful whisper, as though issuing a final ultimatum.
The atmosphere in the room turned icier.
Adam remained silent with a stone-faced expression.
Justin poured himself more red wine and drank in silence.
He was indeed capable of such actions, which is why he didn’t want Adam to ignore his warnings and continue his advances towards Charlotte.
Deep in his heart, he had already claimed Charlotte as his own.
Even if they were not a couple yet, in his mind, she was destined to be his sooner or later.
The room fell eerily silent, where even the drop of a pin could be heard clearly. No one said a word.
"Tsk tsk, second brother, you are truly fierce. Aren’t brothers like limbs and women like clothes?"
Even as Adam spoke in this way, a grin played at the corners of his lips, making his true intentions inscrutable.
Justin did not want to tickle his fancy and continued to drink his wine, never responding.
"If second brother is going to be this fierce, I can’t promise I won’t do something to Charlotte."
After a moment, Adam was still grinning, but his words instantly infuriated Justin.
"What are you going to do?"
Ice seemed to form on Justin’s face as his hand instinctively reached for the red wine bottle.
His hawk-like eyes glinted coldly as he glared at Adam.
If it kept Charlotte safe, he wasn’t against giving Adam a lesson he wouldn’t forget.
Staring at Justin’s face, Adam seemed confident that Justin wouldn’t hurt him, and he suddenly broke into laughter.
"I was just joking! Why are you taking it so seriously? It’s just a woman."
Adam’s face was wreathed in smiles, but his expression remained cold. He was known for his sarcastic remarks.
Having known him for so long, Justin was well aware of the kind of man he was.