Chapter 1395: Chapter 1395: Staying by Justin Battleson’s Side
Riley gritted her teeth tightly, but after hearing Leon Battleson’s words, her heart, though filled with resentment, was overwhelmed by fear.
She was all too familiar with the price of disobedience.
"Rest assured, I’ll help you fulfill your wish to stay by Justin Battleson’s side."
Leon’s typically cold words softened slightly at this moment. He bent down in front of Riley and reached out a hand to sweep her long hair to the side, fully exposing her face.
But because of this gesture, the scar at Riley’s temple became entirely visible.
"Has it already been so long?" Leon murmured to himself, pressing his fingertips on Riley’s scar.
At this moment, there was a knock at the door. Leon stood up and gestured to Riley with a nod of his chin.
"Go."
At Leon’s command, Riley shuddered violently before crawling up from the ground to open the door.
Standing at the door was a man wearing a mask, whose identity was instantly revealed by the medical kit he carried.
"Let’s go." The doctor studied Riley’s face briefly, then gave her a faint smile and motioned for her to follow him.
Riley’s trembling fingers brushed against her skin, yet her gaze was consumed by profound fear.
But in the next second, her eyes darkened with fierce determination.
One day, she swore, she would make Charlotte Thompson suffer a thousandfold for the pain she endured!
...
"Ah-choo."
Charlotte sneezed while seated in her office. She rubbed her nose, wondering if the recent drastic temperature drop had given her a cold.
With that thought, Charlotte began to worry about her children and decided to remind them to dress warmly when she got home.
"Sister Charlotte, Sister Charlotte!"
At that moment, Coco rushed in carrying a laptop, excitement evident on her face.
Seeing Coco’s expression, Charlotte blinked and asked softly, "What’s going on? Why the rush?"
"Of course, I have good news to share with you!"
Out of breath from her hurried arrival, Coco paused for a moment at Charlotte’s desk to steady herself.
Then, she turned the laptop screen toward Charlotte. On the screen was an online fashion store.
"What is this..." Charlotte glanced at the store’s clothing, her brows faintly furrowed.
"That’s right, this is Florienna Ellis’s new online shop," Coco added. "Her store just opened recently, yet the sales have been surprisingly decent—especially for these particular designs."
Coco pointed at several specific items on the screen.
"Were all of these designed by her?" Charlotte scanned them briefly.
"Seems so." Coco responded ambiguously.
"This one I’ve never seen before, so it’s probably her own design. But as for these others, Sister Charlotte, don’t they look very familiar to you?"
As the interface scrolled down, Coco displayed more pieces to Charlotte. Seeing the styles and cuts, Charlotte couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
These supposed "original" outfits—she was exceedingly familiar with them.
After all, these were collaborative designs she had created with the Worsen brand.
To call them original wasn’t entirely wrong.
Because, compared to her original sketches, Florienna had indeed added her own unique patterns and accessories.