Adam Ross slightly curled his lips, he thought about how Charlotte had deliberately teased him to test him earlier, he found it very amusing.
That little woman, really has some nerve.
"I get what you mean, I will go and find the answer from Charlotte." Justin Battleson murmured.
He will go find the answers?
Adam Ross lightly curled up his lips, another round of playful schemes.
"Bro, I think I could also go and find the answer, after all, you are busy, and I..."
Adam Ross’s words were cut off by Justin Battleson before he could finish.
"You start by contacting the private detective, that’s more your thing. Charlotte was in Ashton before, there will certainly be signs of her living there."
Justin Battleson slowly said, and then added another sentence: "Charlotte is wild, you can’t control her."
Upon hearing this, Adam Ross chuckled inwardly.
Is he subtly hinting that only he, Justin Battleson, can control this little wild cat, Charlotte?
Even though Justin Battleson expressed it subtly, Adam Ross clearly knew what he was thinking.
He assigned the tasks this way, just because he didn’t want him to contact Charlotte.
Before Adam Ross could express whether he agreed or not, Justin Battleson hung up the phone.
As he listened to the busy signal on the phone, Adam Ross moved the phone away from his ear.
Staring at the phone screen for a while, he again laughed softly.
It seemed that the incident at the bar last time had left quite a shadow in his mind...
Oh, big brother, are you falling for her?
Meanwhile, in the suite at the BK Hotel.
After playing around for a day, the children had their fill of fun and food, they finally appeared drowsy.
One by one, they all had no energy left.
Olivia Thompson and Grace Thompson, the two sisters, hand in hand, took their little blanket to go lie down on the soft, plush bed.
Cyrus Thompson sat on the couch, resting with his eyes closed.
Chad Thompson and Jack Thompson were dozing halfway.
Only Hank Thompson was busily playing with his Lego with keen interest.
But even his sleepiness was visible, his occasional rubbing of his eyes didn’t escape Charlotte’s eyes.
"Alright little ones, you’ve played for a whole day already, it’s time to rest a bit. Look, Annie and Grace are already asleep. Jack, Chad, you should go to bed, and Cyrus, you should stop pushing yourself."
Charlotte shook her head, looking doting, as she came into the room and saw this scene.
As Jack Thompson and Chad Thompson were called, they instantly woke up, and rubbing their still droopy faces from sleep, held hands and went to bed.
Cyrus Thompson reluctantly opened his eyes, got up from the couch and walked towards the bed.
However, Hank Thompson kept persisting.
"Hank, why don’t you go to sleep now? You can play with your toys anytime. Just go and have a rest first." Charlotte said, as she walked to Hank Thompson and ruffled his little head.
"Mommy, I’m almost done with this." Hank Thompson shook his sluggish head, and looked up and said sleepily.
Hank Thompson never easily gives up, and Charlotte knows this better than anyone else.
She just smiled and sat next to Hank, quietly waiting.
Soon, Hank’s "project" was completed, only then did he stretch his back with a sense of accomplishment.
"Hehe, Mommy, look, now I can have a good rest." Hank said with a pure, bright smile. This content belongs to novel-fire.net
Charlotte was infected by her child’s innocent and bright smile, and she also couldn’t help but smile.
She stretched out her hand and gently stroked his fuzzy head: "Yes yes yes, our Hank is really excellent, let’s go, mommy will take you to rest."
Hank dutifully lay on the bed, maybe he was too tired, after a while, the room was filled with his even breath sound, and he deeply fell asleep.