Chapter 187: Chapter 187: A Private Talk
"Can I talk to you privately?" Justin Battleson repeated the question, word for word, addressing Charlotte Thompson.
Charlotte found it difficult to understand him.
Wasn’t it widely known that Justin Battleson pampered Evelyn Curtis?
Not only did he bestow abundant resources upon her, splurging on expensive gifts without a second thought, now what was this all about?
Was this some sort of show?
This question placed a large question mark in Charlotte’s mind.
Charlotte suppressed all her emotions, glanced at Justin, and softly spoke, "If Miss Curtis has no objections, I certainly have none."
Having said that, she smiled with elegance and politeness.
Before she left, Charlotte didn’t forget to throw a glance at Evelyn Curtis. In Evelyn’s eyes, this was a silent challenge.
The two walked out shoulder to shoulder, their shadows elongated by the gentle setting sun.
Together, they made an exceptionally attractive pair.
After being sharply snubbed by Justin Battleson, regardless of her inner frenzy, all Evelyn could do was watch them walk away.
She stood in place, seething with rage, without any courage to go forward and stop them.
She was very clear about her significance in Justin’s heart and feared causing his dissatisfaction once again.
From now on, she would have to rely on Justin for survival.
In the past five years, although she hadn’t received his heart or his person, a wealth of resources and money were generously presented to her.
Everyone around her admired her, using the phrase "as bright as the moon surrounded by stars" was not far off point.
Evelyn could not imagine how difficult it would be in the entertainment industry without Justin’s protection, depending solely on her own strength.
Charlotte and Justin leisurely walked away.
Finally, they disappeared from Evelyn’s sight at a turn of the corner.
Unsure of the content of her impending conversation with Justin, Charlotte quietly followed behind him.
Looking at his firm and tall frame, Charlotte was often reminded of that night.
To avoid getting lost in her thoughts, she resorted to keeping her gaze lowered as she walked.
After a while, Justin suddenly halted. Turning around, he eyed up Charlotte’s slightly peculiar way of walking.
Charlotte, unable to stop in time, ended up walking straight into his embrace, knocking her head in the process.
Charlotte’s eyes met a pair of leather shoes.
Taken aback, she instinctively rubbed her aching forehead.
Was this chest made of stone? It was so hard.
Watching her stunned reaction, Justin couldn’t help but let a small hidden smile slip out.
For a moment, he seemed to be transported back in time.
"Mr. Battleson, why did you suddenly stop?" Charlotte asked, a hint of annoyance in her eyes as she glared at him.
She rubbed her forehead, her fingers running through her hair continually.
Charlotte, unaware of herself, began to grumble, her mouth opening and closing, becoming more and more enticing.
Aware that his thoughts were starting to wander, Justin coughed lightly into his fist to cover up his embarrassment.
The smile on his face also disappeared.
In an instant, the smile was gone without a trace.
Justin was now restored to his usual aloof image in the eyes of others.
"Miss Thompson, have you had dinner?" Justin’s voice was cold, but it held a polite undertone.
This was unprecedented. When had Justin ever been so courteous to anyone?
Somehow, seeing her face stirred up emotions within Justin, preventing him from being indifferent.
While Charlotte was rather puzzled.
Had Justin gone crazy after not seeing her for five years?
She had been participating in the competition and signing contracts all afternoon. When would she have had time for dinner?