Chapter 188: Chapter 188: May I Have the Honor
"No, why do you ask?" Charlotte Thompson scornfully muttered to herself while automatically responding.
However, the next second, she regretted it.
Calling other people dumb, the real fool was her, Charlotte Thompson!
Justin Battleson clearly wanted to invite her for a meal, and she effectively walked right into it.
She really wanted to bite off her own tongue in regret.
But the words had already left her mouth; she couldn’t take them back.
"I wonder if I have the honor of inviting Miss Thompson for a meal." The timely invitation didn’t make anyone feel discomfort.
Just as Charlotte suspected, she fell into his trap and regretted it.
"I have some questions for you and thought you might be hungry... Miss Thompson, would you do me the honor?"
Justin Battleson again clarified he had no other intentions, which left Charlotte no grounds to refuse.
How many people were lining up to invite the big shot before her to a meal and get his favor!
Facing his repeated invitations, wouldn’t it be inappropriate for Charlotte Thompson to disagree?
"Well, thank you for your invitation," Charlotte Thompson graciously replied, leaving no room for criticism.
Soon, the driver brought the car around.
Justin Battleson opened the car door for Charlotte, gesturing for her to enter.
Charlotte reluctantly got into the passenger seat of Justin’s car, fastened her seat belt, and steeled herself to avoid any further slips of the tongue.
They left the filming site.
Suddenly, it hit Charlotte that Justin Battleson was actually driving himself.
Inside the car, Charlotte Thompson wasn’t having such a great time.
In the confined space, she could clearly sense every breath the other person took.
Both of them synchronously remained silent.
Soon, the eerie atmosphere filled the car.
In an attempt to mask the awkwardness, Charlotte silently turned her head to gaze out the window.
"I heard you’re Ashton’s top designer, Joy, is that right?" Justin Battleson was the first to break the silence.
However, this question was a bit awkward. After this competition, most people in the design circle knew about Charlotte’s hidden identity.
Asking such a question made Justin Battleson seem not very smart, even a bit foolish.
The man labeled "fool" by Charlotte Thompson was oblivious and calmly focused on driving.
"Hmm..." Brushing aside her turbulent thoughts, Charlotte didn’t let her identity make her arrogant.
After getting her response, Justin didn’t speak again, concentrating on driving, and soon, silence fell upon them both again.
At a traffic light, the car stopped in the middle of the road, finally giving Justin a chance to look at Charlotte.
Charlotte was looking at the scenery outside the window, oblivious that his gaze had focused on her.
Her familiar side profile caught Justin’s eyes. Her petite lips pressed lightly together; she seemed deep in thought, but it wasn’t clear what was bothering her.
"Why did you give up your promising future in Ashton to return to develop in Druarus?" Justin ventured to ask that question.
He increasingly felt Sophie Allen and Charlotte Thompson were the same person.
Not only did they look exactly the same, but even their small gestures and facial expressions when thinking were almost identical.
He just noticed Charlotte absentmindedly picking at her fingernails, which was a habit Sophie had when she zoned out.
The sudden question startled Charlotte, and she instinctively turned to look in the direction of the voice.
That glance collided directly with Justin’s deep eyes.
Realizing the question Justin had asked, Charlotte immediately became cautious, trying to figure out the intent behind his words.