Charlotte Thompson furrowed her brows as Justin Battleson forced her to sit on the sofa.
Puzzled, she looked up at the man in front of her, "Misunderstanding?"
Justin paused for a few seconds before speaking in a low voice, "The jade pendant indeed belonged to the woman I loved, but this woman wasn’t Evelyn Curtis."
His voice was deep and magnetic, sounding like pure enjoyment as he earnestly narrated the story.
"You may not know this, my mother’s name is Mia White," Justin admitted.
Her name also contained the word "white."
Charlotte’s eyes flickered but she did not interrupt him. Instead, she quietly listened to him continue.
"She was once the daughter of a prominent business family here, later encountering my father. The White and Battleson families are both well-known in Druarus, making the match of their marriage quite a sensation."
With an indifferent tone, Justin recounted these events. But in his voice, Charlotte detected a suppressed sorrow.
The union of Mia White, the heiress of the White family, and Oliver Battleson, the charismatic patriarch of the Battleson family, naturally became a splendid tale.
Together, the White and Battleson families created a legend in the business world, a marvel that astonished everyone.
Though Mr. White had grown old and the White family had no male heirs, he slowly faded away from the business scene, merging his corporation with Battleson Group.
With Mr. White’s full support, the already flourishing Battleson Group once again became the industry leader.
But what nobody expected was, Oliver Battleson, after achieving fame and success... changed his mind.
Justin clearly remembered a rainy night twenty years ago when his father walked openly into their home with a glamorous woman.
His mother held him tightly. Her gaze was icy, her black hair falling naturally, brushing against her ears, as she looked at the man not far from them, a boundless chill on her face.
Following this was Oliver Battleson’s harsh and filthy scolding, and the glamorous woman’s triumphant laughter.
His mother held him calmly, whispering in his ear.
"Justin, the achievements of Battleson today is all thanks to your grandfather’s full support. It is also our White Family’s. One day when you grow up, you have to be strong, you can’t let others take what is ours."
At the time of these words, the glamorous woman’s belly was slightly bulging.
She was pregnant with Oliver Battleson’s child.
Her gradually growing belly became her boasting asset, but due to Mia White still holding fifty percent shares in Battleson, there was some caution towards her.
But Mia White was extraordinarily calm, living under the same roof with the glamorous woman every day. Only Justin, then a few years old, could make out the dull despair in his mother’s eyes.
On a night just as ordinary as others, his estranged father grasped his mother’s jaw, his usually hideous face bearing a trace of a smile. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel✦fire.net
He said: "Mia White, do you know? Just an hour ago, Tiana gave birth to my child, my own flesh and blood."
His gaze moved towards Justin, and then he gritted his teeth angrily: "This child must surely be a bastard you had with another man. Mia White, just how cheap are you to have made me a cuckold all these years?"
Mia White was forced to lift her head, a faint smile on her gorgeous face. Even when faced with the man she had loved since childhood, faced with his suspicion and betrayal, her voice remained steady:
"Oliver Battleson, do you truly believe her and not me?"
She only stated this one sentence, without a trace of extra decoration.
Perhaps she was disillusioned, or perhaps she didn’t care anymore.