Efficiently turning to leave and praying he hadn’t seen her, Charlotte Thompson really didn’t want any connection with this kind of person or Emily Allen. The rightful source is novelꞁire.net
Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned. The voice of Ryan Richard was faintly heard from behind, "Miss, could you please wait for a moment?"
Silently cursing, she continued to walk without stopping, showing no intention of pausing.
The door was just within reach, her hand had even touched the handle, but the force to push it open had been greatly reduced.
Turning to look, she saw Ryan Richard surprisingly standing behind her, holding the cafe’s door firmly, his eyes staring intently at her who was almost a head shorter.
Repeating the phrase: "Miss, could you please wait a moment?"
All Charlotte wanted to do was curse. Leaving the house must have been ill-fated. She concealed her displeasure and adjusted her sunglasses before clearing her throat and speaking coldly: "Sir, is there something you need?"
Upon hearing this, Ryan Richard instead grabbed onto Charlotte who was trying to shake off his hand, her attempt failed due to the significant difference in strength between men and women.
Silent, Charlotte rolled her eyes beneath her sunglasses, "Sir, I don’t know you. If you persist, I will report you for harassment. Also, are you sure you want to stay blocking the door and hurt the business?"
At her words, Ryan Richard turned and found that a shop assistant was indeed staring at them both.
He remained silent for a while but then moved her to an adjacent wall, his hands keeping her in place so there was nowhere to escape.
With what he assumed was a charming and affectionate smile on his face, Ryan Richard whispered into Charlotte’s ear: "Sophie Allen, do you know how much I’ve missed you? I’ve finally found you."
Listening to his profession of love, all Charlotte could think of was the sight of Ryan Richard and Emily Allen together five years ago.
It was so unbelievable... even now, in retrospect, it felt like swallowing a fly.
Pushing him away a little, Charlotte tightened her eyebrows: "Sir, I think you’ve made a mistake, I am not Sophie Allen."
She tried to leave, but got pulled back once again.
Ryan Richard chuckled lightly: "If you say you’re not Sophie Allen, why did you try to run when you saw me? Admit it, you’re Charlotte."
Seeing the situation, Charlotte gave up trying to leave, swiftly wiping off his hand from her clothes, her eyes filled with disgust.
"I still have unfinished work. Please, do not bother me anymore."
Upon hearing this, a pampered smile spread across Ryan’s face, his gaze fixed on Charlotte, not uttering a word. He seemed to ignore what she had said and was convinced he had found Sophie Allen.
The situation was giving Charlotte a headache. Just as she began to consider calling the police, the appearance of Coco at the entrance gave her a glimmer of hope.
Waving to Coco, who was looking around trying to locate her, Coco immediately walked over: "Sister Charlotte, are you okay? They are about to start, and you didn’t answer my calls."
Charlotte gave a silent signal with her eyes, and although Coco didn’t fully understand what had transpired, she got the gist of the situation, promptly grabbing Charlotte’s hand and trying to lead her away.
But Ryan Richard pulled Charlotte back yet again.
Even Charlotte, known for her good temper, had the urge to explode. However, Coco held her back and turned to Ryan adopting a distant attitude: "I’m sorry, sir, our designer has to get back to work. If you want to take a picture or an autograph, maybe another time, please don’t interfere with Sister Charlotte’s work."
At Coco’s words, Ryan Richard promptly released his grip, and Coco hurriedly led Charlotte into the elevator.
Before they could even catch their breath, Ryan Richard stepped in as well, with one hand in his pocket he offered them a gentlemanly nod.