Chapter 354: Chapter 354: Surprise or Shock
She chuckled, amused by Justin Battleson’s words.
"I used to be the same way, but then I found it too exhausting."
"I don’t like always seeing things so thoroughly. There are always so many things in the world that we can’t fully understand. We can’t always see everything clearly. Mr. Battleson, don’t you think I’m right?"
Justin didn’t comment on her words, but he slightly smiled and nodded.
He probably already knew most of the answers by now, and he had achieved his goal.
Besides, none of these things would affect his pursuit of Charlotte Thompson.
Charlotte glanced at her wristwatch. It was indeed late.
She had already had a frank discussion with Justin Battleson that day, so there was no point in continuing.
After all, she thought expressing everything too thoroughly could be counterproductive.
"Mr. Battleson, it’s getting late. Maybe we should call it a night," said Charlotte, dismissing Justin’s reluctance to part with a casual tone.
"Can I take you home?" Justin stood up and asked.
It was indeed late, and the thought of the shareholders’ meeting tomorrow gave him a headache.
"There’s no need, Mr. Battleson. You should go home. I can manage on my own."
Charlotte glanced at the red rose resting beside her. After hesitating for a few seconds, she decided to take it.
She smiled at Justin, and of course, she didn’t miss the delight in his eyes.
"Thanks for the rose, Mr. Battleson. I really love it."
Having said that, Charlotte turned and left without looking back.
Her action was smooth and decisive, leaving Justin with only a view of her departing figure.
Justin watched her retreating silhouette, a smirk forming on his lips.
Oh Charlotte.
This woman never failed to leave a deep mark on his favorite things.
Justin thought for a moment and then texted Michael Richard.
He asked him to reserve all the red roses from the florist for the next three months.
Since she liked them, he would do his best to please her in his own way.
Thinking about this, the smile on his lips grew wider.
Justin watched as Charlotte returned to her hotel, then with a slight narrowing of his eyes, he turned and left.
When Charlotte arrived back at the hotel, she hadn’t even walked through the door when she heard Jordan Thompson screaming. She rubbed her forehead, sighed deeply, and entered.
As expected, she saw the chaotic scene in the kitchen and almost passed out.
Barely containing her anger, she stared at Jordan, whose face was covered in ash.
Then she turned to look at Hank Thompson standing aside, looking distressed, and couldn’t help scolding him.
"Didn’t I tell you to just feed them with the food I prepared and not to enter the kitchen until I got back?"
Faced with Charlotte’s questioning, Jordan looked awkwardly at Hank.
But Hank just stood silently, staring at the ground as if trying to bore a hole into it.
"Sis, believe us, we just wanted to surprise you."
Jordan’s voice became smaller and weaker, his gaze evading Charlotte’s. He couldn’t bear to face her.
If it weren’t for Hank’s greed, he wouldn’t have dragged him into the kitchen, confident in their adventure, only to leave it looking like a bomb site.
"A surprise? More like a scare! What kind of surprise is this?"
Charlotte handed the rose to Jordan, put on an apron, and then ushered them out of the kitchen.