Chapter 614: Chapter 614: The Charm of Milk
Unfortunately, his mom could never understand the agony of his aversion to milk.
Just like Hank Thompson, Grace Thompson also had a reluctance towards milk, not because she didn’t like it, but because when she was little, she was often sick and was fed milk to recover, to the point of throwing up.
The little girl pouted and said pitifully, "Mommy, I don’t want to drink milk."
To put it bluntly, the sight of milk could make her throw up.
Hearing this, Charlotte Thompson hesitated a bit.
She was aware of Grace’s reason, but...
Charlotte Thompson was lost in thought. Before she could say anything, a box of fruit juice was handed over her.
Grace’s eyes lit up as she instantly shoved the milk she held into Jordan Thompson’s hand and eagerly grabbed the juice with both her hands.
Seeing this, Charlotte Thompson looked up to see Justin Battleson leaning over to pat Grace’s head, his tone affectionate,"If Grace doesn’t like it, don’t drink it. Drink fruit juice, it’s also energy replenishing."
Seeing Grace’s happy face, Charlotte Thompson reluctantly agreed and nodded, "Grace, listen to your teacher at school."
The little girl, overjoyed with her juice, nodded her head like a pecking chicken and leaned in to kiss Charlotte Thompson on her cheek, "Mommy, let’s go."
At those words, Charlotte Thompson stood up to watch as Grace happily hopped into the car.
Meanwhile, Jordan Thompson opened the straw, inserted it into the milk, took a big gulp and then looked at Charlotte Thompson, "Sis, let’s go."
Charlotte Thompson gestured a nod at him. She saw him crumple the empty milk carton and playfully toss it with both hands.
The milk carton accurately landed in the rubbish bin beneath the apartment building.
Jordan Thompson got back into the car in high spirits and muttered as he powered the car, "The charm of milk."
Watching the car driving away, Charlotte Thompson turned around to see Justin’s eyes. She nodded slightly and a soft chuckle escaped from her throat.
"Let’s go."
He nodded, walked over to his car and opened the door for Charlotte Thompson.
The weather was beautiful that day, and Charlotte Thompson was wearing a light yellow jacket. The white lining made her skin appear exceptionally fair, as if it were as delicate as mutton-fat jade. A light blue wristwatch on her wrist complemented the weather.
Once they reached the entrance of the Riley Group, Charlotte Thompson unbuckled her seatbelt, stepped out of the car, walked a few steps ahead and then, as if she suddenly remembered something, turned around to speak to the man still in the car.
"Oh, I just recalled. To prevent others from suspecting, maybe I should go ahead and you can follow a few minutes later?"
Understanding her concern, Justin Battleson paused his action of steering the wheel and nodded lightly, "I have to park my car in the underground parking lot first, you go ahead."
At his words, Charlotte Thompson cracked a smile, a spark in her eyes, and reminded him, "Okay, the earlier you leave, the earlier you return."
After saying this, she grabbed her bag and turned to leave.
Some people in the office were still looking at her strangely, probably because of the recent incident where Minister Clarkson was dismissed for causing her trouble.
The design department had been calm recently. Thankfully, nobody dared to confront her. At most, there was some behind-the-scenes chatter and veiled insults.
Charlotte Thompson lazily lifted her gaze, and after taking a document from the design department, she headed straight for the CEO’s office.