Charlotte Thompson felt like she was going crazy. How could someone like Justin Battleson be described as "approachable"?
She quickly discarded that unrealistic thought from her mind and returned to reality.
"Happy?" Charlotte found herself somewhat curious about this.
Justin Battleson nodded: "Hmm."
"I initially thought you approached Adam Ross for some other reason, like flirting..."
Before Justin could finish speaking, a glare from Charlotte prompted him to swallow the rest of his words.
Justin Battleson cleared his throat and continued the conversation.
"But now I understand, you did it for those two children who were abandoned by Adam Ross."
Charlotte’s face was expressionless: "Yes."
She added, "I’m actually a bit curious about Mr. Battleson’s opinion on this."
"Although I’m his friend, I don’t feel comfortable commenting on some of his actions. But I can assure you that he would never abandon them unless it was a last resort."
When Justin Battleson spoke this time, his demeanor was very serious.
The way he furrowed his brows deep in thought, caught Charlotte’s attention.
Surprisingly, she felt a slight fondness towards him.
But his words seemed to justify Adam, and Charlotte didn’t like to hear that.
"You’re just making excuses for him, ’birds of a feather flock together.’" Charlotte smiled at Justin Battleson, her words leaving him no room to rebut.
She nibbled on a biscuit. It tasted sweet, but was a bit hard because the air conditioning had dried it out, leaving a hint of bitterness in her mouth.
Charlotte took a deep look at the still happy Justin Battleson and felt a sense of relief.
It seemed that he believed in her words.
In this way, Justin Battleson wouldn’t suspect the identities of her other children for the time being.
Indeed, changing the subject was most effective.
Charlotte admired her own wit.
She lifted her coffee cup, taking a sip, and covertly glanced at Justin Battleson. There was a sense of relief in her clear eyes.
She didn’t plan to continue her game with Justin Battleson either.
Charlotte glanced at her wristwatch. It was getting late.
Just when she was about to stand up and leave, a text message about Annie Anne sprang to her mind.
She hesitated, her gaze returned to Justin Battleson. Official source is ɴovelfire.net
He happened to be looking at her too.
When their eyes met, Charlotte felt her face flush unconsciously.
Charlotte awkwardly lifted her coffee cup again and took a small sip.
She cleared her throat, her voice sounded calm. Then slowly she asked, "Mr. Battleson, do you know about Annie Anne and Oliver Hudson?"
Justin Battleson frowned, puzzled by the sudden question, "Why do you suddenly mention them?"
In Justin’s mind, Sophie Allen had never been in contact with Oliver Hudson.
Charlotte studied Justin Battleson. His expression revealed no other emotions, just curiosity.
Seeing his curiosity, she was relieved.
Thus Olivia Thompson’s identity should be safe too.
"No reason, just remembered a friend I knew before. I’ve heard Mr. Battleson has a wide range of friends, so I wondered if you know anything."
Thinking of Annie Anne’s pale, thin face, Charlotte felt a lump in her throat.
Such a beautiful girl, suffering such inhuman torment, after all, Charlotte felt heartbroken.