Chapter 260: Chapter 260: He Likes Sophie Allen
At first, he couldn’t figure out what the feeling was, just that he occasionally thought of it and occasionally regretted succumbing to her wish for a divorce.
But when he saw Charlotte Thompson, saw her standing in front of him in all her charm and allure.
That unacknowledged past was once again dredged up.
Yes, he did like Sophie Allen.
Otherwise, how would he explain his hesitation in taking that step out of the Civil Affairs Bureau?
"Then I’ll wait with you." Justin Battleson had to suppress the rising fire within him, with nowhere to vent his anger.
He wanted to see which man dared to stand by Charlotte Thompson’s side with such audacity.
He didn’t even know if he would be able to resist punching the guy when he appears later.
Like a jar of vinegar spilled on the floor, Justin Battleson was emanating a sour stench.
But he knew, he had never felt like this before.
Seeing his demeanor, Charlotte Thompson knew there was no refusing him and they stood at the restaurant entrance in an unnerving atmosphere.
She somewhat regretted saying those words.
Had she known, she would have straightaway hailed a taxi to leave, saving her from the current awkward situation of not knowing whether to advance or retreat.
Passers-by couldn’t help but throw inquisitive looks at them. Both the man, looking noble, and the woman, otherworldly in her temperament.
The well-off looking couple was standing at the entrance of the store, neither entering nor leaving.
"They came to this restaurant without even a car?" The lady whispered to her ’rich second generation’ date.
The rich second generation glanced their way perfunctorily, perhaps due to the thick night and consumption of alcohol, failing to recognize Justin Battleson.
"Probably here to show off, poor people love doing that, god knows how long they had to save just to afford coming here"
The rich second generation looked away indifferently, his words filled with disdain for the poor.
"You know, if it weren’t for me you might be in the same situation," the rich second generation said, lifting his hand to pinch her chin and landed a careless kiss.
The girl’s face changed imperceptibly after the kiss, then she put on a smile: "I knew you cared about me the most."
Hearing this, Charlotte Thompson couldn’t help but "ugh" internally, but remained calm and composed externally.
The woman’s pretentious voice seemed to please the rich second generation, he ruffled her hair and hugged her even closer.
Charlotte Thompson inwardly scoffed, finding the scene quite distasteful.
It was obvious that the woman was a naive college student, a good-looking shell hell-bent on social climbing.
But this so-called social climbing, what high branch was she climbing?
Just because he has some filthy lucre and then getting all flabby?
Whilst Charlotte Thompson thought about these things, the woman was also sizing up Charlotte Thompson.
She is gorgeous and captivating, with such good looks, which handsome and wealthy man wouldn’t she be able to seduce? To go as far as needing to stand on the roadside?
The man next to her was handsome, sure, but couldn’t even afford a decent car.
The woman shook her head in sympathy for Charlotte Thompson, even thought about going to share some tips about picking a man with her.
If they knew who the ’poor man’ they were talking about was Justin Battleson, they might regret it to death, too bad they were so full of themselves.
Their voices weren’t loud but happened to drift into the ears of nearby Charlotte Thompson and Justin Battleson.
Justin Battleson, already displeased, looked darker than ever, with veins popping, for the first time in his life being labeled ’poor’.
Any car in his garage would be worth a fortune. How could he not afford a car?