The distance between them gave Charlotte Thompson a sigh of relief.
Looking at the continuously descending numbers of the elevator levels, she couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed as she started planning silently.
They needed to go to a busy coffee shop; if she stayed with this old fox, Justin Battleson, any longer, she feared she might give away her secret.
No matter what, she needed to resolve things quickly.
"We’re here, Mr. Battleson, follow me."
Charlotte faintly smiled, leading Justin to a coffee shop near BK Hotel.
She loved the Stinfield Coffee served at this coffee shop. It had a pure taste and the pastries were exquisitely made. Amid the hustle and bustle of this tense city, this was one of the few places that made her feel at home.
Most importantly, this coffee shop was very popular. Though normally quiet and secluded, it should be quite busy at this time.
Indeed, it took the waitress quite a while to find them two available seats by the window.
They didn’t have a private area, and the endless stream of people coming and going seemed to upset Justin, who looked uncomfortable.
Charlotte, however, didn’t mind it at all. She took her seat with ease, and noticed Justin standing there, looking more than a bit flustered at their seating arrangement.
"What’s wrong, Mr. Battleson? Don’t you like the setting here?" Charlotte asked with a light smile.
She figured that Justin might not enjoy crowded places, but she still chose this place deliberately to see him squirm. Seeing him uncomfortable made her secretly delighted.
"No." Responded Justin, before taking his seat. He slightly leaned forward and subtly moved his chair a bit inward.
Charlotte noticed his small movement, her lips curled into a smile, and she offered him the menu.
"Would you like to try the Stinfield here, Mr. Battleson?"
Justin took the menu and glanced at it without adding any comments, only nodding his consent.
At this moment, which type of coffee to order was the least of his concern.
Charlotte ordered two cups of Stinfield, a plate of cookies, and durian cake. After placing the order, she leaned back comfortably onto the cushion.
"If you have any other questions, Mr. Battleson, feel free to ask," Charlotte said cheerfully, feeling quite relaxed in her comfortable seating.
Justin loosened his tie, watching Charlotte’s diplomatic expression and remembering her natural and relaxed composure around those children in the surveillance footage, he felt a strange tightness in his chest.
"What’s your relationship with those kids?" Justin took a sip of the lemon water, and the sweetness moistened his throat, making him feel slightly better. Find the newest release on noveⅼfire.net
As expected, Justin was very concerned about the children.
"Those kids?" Charlotte chuckled, sounding casual in her response.
"They are my friend’s and brother’s children. Any problem?"
Lowering her head, her dark hair slid down and covered her attractive profile.
As she finished speaking, their coffee arrived. She added some sugar into her cup and started stirring with a small silver spoon.
Justin studied her. After hearing her words, he couldn’t help but smirk.
If he believed her, he would not be Justin Battleson.
"Miss Thompson, you like children?" Justin glanced at the delicate froth on his coffee and sneered.
"What do you mean?" Charlotte frowned.
"From the surveillance footage, those children seem to rely a lot on you. They appear to be your kids."