Justin Battleson had left early for the company due to some work matters, so it was just Charlotte Thompson on her own taking the six little treasures to kindergarten,
"You must be good and listen to the teacher when you’re in kindergarten, alright?"
Charlotte Thompson looked at the row of little ones standing in front of her and seriously advised.
"Of course, Mommy, we are always the most obedient."
"The teacher even praised me yesterday."
Charlotte Thompson’s lips curved in relief; they were outside the kindergarten where the children were met. Teachers also walked toward Charlotte Thompson.
"Miss Thompson," the teacher nodded to Charlotte Thompson.
Ever since the incident where the information of the six treasures was leaked by someone with ill intentions, the kindergarten had quickly addressed the issue and even found more professional teachers.
As for the teacher involved before, it had been Justin Battleson’s side that dealt with it.
"Thank you for looking after them," Charlotte Thompson smiled.
Hearing this, the teacher quickly waved her hand, "Miss Thompson, all these treasures are very well-behaved and sensible. Sometimes, I really envy you."
"Alright, go inside with the teacher. Your great-grandmother is coming to pick you up in the evening," Charlotte Thompson said, patting Olivia Thompson’s little head.
"Babies, say goodbye to your mommy," the teacher added.
"Goodbye, Mommy," the little ones said in unison.
It was not until the children lined up and entered the kindergarten that Charlotte Thompson drove to the company.
The company had its own underground parking garage; after parking the car, Charlotte Thompson took the elevator up to the company lobby.
Charlotte Thompson glanced at the time on her wristwatch, about to head to her office, when suddenly a group of people surged toward her.
"Charlotte, you’re finally here!"
This somewhat familiar voice caused Charlotte Thompson to look up. Upon closer inspection, she saw that it was Ethan Allen walking toward her, followed by Emily Allen, Mia Stewart, and Ryan Richard—it was quite the full family ensemble.
Charlotte Thompson took a deep breath. No wonder she had a twitch in her right eyelid all of yesterday; they were here waiting for her.
However, Charlotte Thompson had no intention of acknowledging Ethan Allen and blatantly ignored his call.
Seeing Charlotte Thompson’s attitude, Ethan Allen became even more anxious and quickened his steps, finally stopping hastily in front of her.
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Ethan Allen wore a white-worn old shirt, but Charlotte Thompson could tell at a glance that the shirt didn’t suit him—probably bought from somewhere.
A quick glance at his companions revealed the same.
The corners of Charlotte Thompson’s mouth lifted in a mocking smile.
Not even trying to look the part.
But as for them, Charlotte Thompson had no pleasantries to offer.
Charlotte Thompson’s indifferent attitude seemed to sting Ethan Allen, causing his body to tremble. He wiped his sweaty palms on his pants, trying to dry them off, then swallowed to moisten his dry throat.
They didn’t know when Charlotte Thompson would come to work, so they had been waiting at the company since early morning.
It was the end of summer, and the weather was at its hottest, the sun unbearable. Yet, afraid of missing Charlotte Thompson, they hadn’t even thought about buying water, let alone moving from their spot.
Finally, it was after some persuasive talk that they were reluctantly allowed into the lobby by the security guard at the entrance.
Fortunately, as the saying goes, heaven rewards the diligent; they had finally managed to wait for Charlotte Thompson.
"Charlotte, don’t you recognize your father anymore?"