Justin Battleson had already gone to work.
Charlotte Thompson was leisurely enjoying her breakfast.
After she finished eating, she put on her coat and was about to head to the film set.
Suddenly, her phone, which was in her pocket, rang. The name displaying on the screen was Justin Battleson’s.
Why is he calling now?
Charlotte tilted her head to hold the phone with her shoulder, while changing shoes and answering: "What’s up, I’m about to leave."
"Charlotte, don’t go to the film set today."
On the other end of the phone, Justin’s voice was low and serious.
Charlotte was taken aback, her actions paused as she heard his tone.
"Did something happen?"
Based on her understanding of Justin, something very important must have occurred!
"It’s inconvenient to talk about it over the phone, I’ll tell you when I see you."
Justin could sense her tension, he rubbed his slightly frowning eyebrows, and softened his voice.
Still confused, Charlotte hung up the phone. Jack already had the car ready.
She quickly got in the car and looked at Jack through the rear-view mirror.
"Jack, where are you taking me?"
"Mr. Battleson just told me to take you to Vanguard Jewelry."
Charlotte’s confusion grew even larger, what would she do there?
"Mr. Battleson only gave the address, I don’t know the details."
Jack shrugged his shoulders, looking innocently. Knowing he was not lying, Charlotte stopped asking.
The car quickly stopped in front of Vanguard Jewelry. Charlotte got out and walked into the company.
On entering, she saw Justin’s tall figure, his black tailored suit making him look majestic.
Among the crowd, she noticed him at once.
"You’re here, let’s go upstairs."
Upon seeing her, a soft look appeared in Justin’s eyes, which puzzled the onlooking staff.
They had never seen the normally aloof Mr. Battleson with such an expression.
"Okay." Charlotte glanced at the onlookers, giving a slight nod.
With so many people around, it wasn’t the place to discuss anything.
She followed Justin to his office, where they were alone in a large room, so quiet you could hear a feather drop.
"Now, you can tell me, right?"
Charlotte sat down in the chair opposite him, her bag on the table.
Her beautiful eyes, filled with confusion, were fixed on him.
She hated this suspenseful feeling, it itched her whenever she was kept in the dark.
"Evelyn Curtis is missing."
Just a few quiet words, yet a heavy blow to Charlotte’s heart.
Her eyes changed slightly, and her formerly relaxed face was suddenly covered with disbelief, as if she couldn’t believe her ears. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel(ꜰ)ire.net
"How could that be, wasn’t she staying in prison? How could she disappear?"
A shiver ran down her spine, her voice trembling a little.
Evelyn Curtis tried to frame her and even tried to kill her!
If it weren’t for Henry Hudson’s timely arrival, she might not be alive today!
How could she not be scared of such a lunatic?
"Charlotte, don’t worry."
Justin sighed lightly. Seeing her scared was painful for him.
This was why he had hesitated to tell her in the first place.
"Rest assured, I’ve already arranged for people to find her as soon as possible."
He took Charlotte’s hand, giving it a slight squeeze. His warm touch comforted her, soothing all her unrest.
Charlotte looked into his eyes, seeing a depth of determination, which inexplicably reassured her, as if there were some sort of magic.
"Charlotte, I will never let you get hurt again!"