Charlotte Thompson stared at the man in front of her, her eyes filled with a deep and brooding color.
Justin Battleson subconsciously nodded, not saying anything further, lost in his thoughts.
Charlotte shook off Justin Battleson's hand that was holding hers, she slowly walked back to the room with her elegant posture and high heels.
Watching Charlotte's retreating figure, Justin Battleson felt a sense of relief. At least for today, he got the answer he wanted.
Thinking of this, Justin Battleson slightly smiled. A faint smile flashed across his brow. He looked at the distant sky, and his heart felt somewhat relieved.
Jordan Thompson returned to the hotel, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Charlotte kneeling on the ground with a weary face.
His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately ran up to her, asking anxiously.
"What happened, sis? Are you okay?"