When she woke up the next day, there was a barrage of indecorous rumors about BIT on social media, with no sign of Charlotte Thompson’s name in the trending topics.
No one knew it was the Thompson kids’ retaliation, not even Charlotte herself was aware of it.
That is until she got a phone call from a man’s voice: "Miss Thompson, I am terribly sorry about what happened yesterday, could you please spare us BIT?"
Charlotte, abruptly getting up from the bed, rubbed her hair in confusion.
"You have the wrong number." She responded, intending to hang up.
The man on the other end pleaded, "No no no, Miss Thompson, I dialed the correct number. About trending topics, could you please grant us mercy?"
Meanwhile, Justin Battleson woke up, and gently wrapped his arms around Charlotte’s waist, murmuring, "Who is it?"
Charlotte gently put down the phone and softly asked Justin, "Was it you?"
Justin shrugged and shook his head, equally bemused, "I wouldn’t have done anything without your consent."
Feeling the silence on the other end of the line, the man cautiously asked again, "Miss Thompson, are you still there? Miss Thompson..."
Charlotte immediately logged into her social media account only to find all those BIT issues, clarifying things.
She quickly pinched her nose to imitate a somber voice: "Let me think about it."
Finally, the man on the other end seemed relieved. "Alright, then Miss Thompson. Please keep in touch when you have a response, I am the owner of BIT. Just call me when you are ready." His tone was obviously ingratiating.
After hanging up, Charlotte looked at Justin, still puzzled, "Are you sure it wasn’t you?"
Justin shook his head and pulled her closer, "Why do you think it was me." The two became affectionate once again.
During breakfast, Charlotte was still pondering over the event, she hadn’t much appetite and seemed somewhat distracted.
"So who exactly did this?" she asked Justin, unable to understand as she looked at him in puzzlement.
Justin served her a sunny-side-up, and despite the kids’ presence, gave her a gentle kiss, "Let’s not think about it now. Whoever it was, they seem to be on our side."
Grace Thompson suddenly suppressed her laughter while Cyrus quietly dug into his food bowl. Hank Thompson, on the other hand, had no qualms about laughing openly.
Charlotte looked around, perplexed, "What’s so funny?"
"Nothing, nothing at all." Olivia was the worst liar and instantly blushed.
Grace pulled her to sit down but Olivia was still a bit off.
Seeing Olivia’s reaction, Charlotte had a revelation. She glanced at the kids, inferring their mischief.
Fearing the turn of events, Grace quickly ran to Charlotte and tugged at her sleeve, "Mommy, I’m sorry." Original content can be found at novel•fire.net
Hank stood up accusingly, "Grace Thompson, you traitor!"
Grace made a face at Hank, her mischievous nature surfacing.
Charlotte confirmed her guess, and couldn’t help but crack a grin. Their kids were truly resourceful.
Eventually, Cyrus stood up, "Mommy, don’t blame Olivia and Grace, this was all my idea." He reassured her, patting his chest and shouldering responsibility.
"Mommy, I was involved too!" Grace jumped down from Charlotte, stood at attention, and admitted her culpability.
Hank and Olivia also stepped in to shield Cyrus and Charlotte couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore.
"Mommy, so you’re not angry?" Grace blinked her big eyes in confusion, asking.
Justin came to Charlotte’s rescue, understanding her perfectly. He pulled the kids closer and said, "Mommy wouldn’t blame you guys, you did the right thing this time!"
"Really?" Hank bounced with excitement. But upon seeing Charlotte’s expression, he deflated.
Charlotte cleared her throat, pointing at the kids’ noses, "But in the future, don’t act on things without consulting me first, understood?"
The kids nodded their heads repeatedly, eliciting a satisfied response from Charlotte.
She then sent Coco a message to reassure BIT’s boss that this wouldn’t happen again, because her kids are overly protective!