After hearing Coco’s words, Charlotte Thompson paused briefly in her task of cleaning up. It took her only a few seconds to place her cup in the cardboard box. She looked at Coco indifferently, shrugged, and said, "Whatever they want to say, let them. I don’t take it to heart."
Upon hearing this, Coco was slightly unwilling and straightened up.
"Shh." Charlotte interrupted her. With a soft laugh, she gave Coco a reassuring smile and said, "Coco, don’t worry about what they are saying. Let’s just focus on what we need to do and ignore them."
At this point, Coco stopped arguing. She sighed and said, "Sis, you are just too easygoing."
Even as a bystander, she couldn’t bear to listen to these mean words, let alone Charlotte who was the target of them.
Coco gave Charlotte a complex look but ultimately said nothing.
After packing up, Charlotte carried the box and said goodbye to Coco before leaving the office. When she passed by the design department, people were still ridiculing her, but she didn’t flinch, and left as if nothing had happened.
When she arrived at Mr. Battleson’s office, she saw the door wide open. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs NoveIＦire.net
Charlotte paused slightly before stepping in.
The man was standing with his back to her by the window. He turned his head slightly when he heard the footsteps.
Charlotte put the box on the desk and took out the things inside. After a moment of thought, she decided to speak up.
"Once the necklace design is complete, I will leave immediately, I won’t stay here a minute longer."
Upon hearing this, a complicated emotion flashed in Justin Battleson’s deep eyes. He turned around, his upright figure inexplicably seemed a bit lonely.
Just as Charlotte thought she wouldn’t get an answer, he spoke up in a low voice.
As his words fell, Charlotte paused in her work.
She didn’t lift her head, but calmly continued packing up, her face showing an indifferent expression.
"Mr. Battleson, I believe you understand one thing, I am not asking for your opinion, I’m simply notifying you."
Upon hearing this, Justin went silent for a few seconds.
He silently watched Charlotte’s methodical movements, his hands by his side tightened slightly, the joints of his fingers turning white.
After a while, he murmured, a trace of bitterness in his voice.
"If you insist on leaving, then I will file an appeal immediately and regain custody of the child."
As his words fell, Charlotte froze suddenly. She looked up at Justin Battleson incredulously, her eyes full of shock and disbelief.
"Justin Battleson, are you threatening me again?"
This time was different from the last.
He was using their child to threaten her.
Justin Battleson nodded slightly, "The child is also my biological child. I was only aware of them recently. Therefore, I can absolutely regain custody and fulfill my obligations as a father."
Having said that, he met Charlotte’s angry gaze.
She was so furious that her voice trembled, "I have taken care of the child for so many years, what gives you the right to just take back custody?"
"There is still room for negotiation." The man paused for a moment, his voice strained, "As long as you are willing to stay here, I will not do so."
"So in the end, you’re still threatening me?"
Charlotte sneered, saying, "Justin Battleson, don’t make me think you’d stoop so low."