Chapter 1284: Chapter 1284: A Fake is a Fake.
That’s right; she was indeed too impatient.
She originally thought that since Ryan Richard had been released from prison, she could definitely use him to create some trouble for Charlotte Thompson.
However, she didn’t anticipate at all that both the Battleson Family and Thompson Family had alerted the online marketing accounts beforehand. Regarding Charlotte Thompson, whether the news was true or false, they didn’t dare to report it excessively anymore.
After all, not just anyone could afford to provoke the alliance of these two powerful families.
Evelyn Curtis was really impulsive at that time, and upon seeing Ryan Richard, she completely forgot Leon Battleson’s admonition.
"No wonder you ended up in such a plight back then. A person without a brain can only end up like this," Leon commented with an unmistakable sneer after casting a glance at Evelyn Curtis, who was tugging at the hem of her pants.
"I’m sorry, Young Master, I won’t dare to do it again. This is the last time, please forgive me," Evelyn Curtis said, her voice somewhat hoarse. The words said by Leon Battleson, utterly merciless, were akin to violently ripping open the scars Evelyn Curtis had tried so hard to conceal, making her acutely aware of the extent to which she had fallen.
"I didn’t want to hurt you initially."
Leon Battleson leaned slightly forward, lifting Evelyn Curtis’s chin, "After all, you’re about to go see them soon, but this time you’ve really angered me."
"As long as it doesn’t damage the face... anything is fine," Evelyn Curtis clenched her teeth and said slowly.
"Looking at your current wretched appearance, you don’t look the least bit like her."
"Young Master, I’ve known Sophie Allen for so long, no one understands Sophie... better than I do," Evelyn Curtis paused before speaking slowly.
Leon Battleson let go of his hand, his fingertips gently tracing the red marks left on Evelyn Curtis’s skin from the pressure he had just applied, gliding down little by little, coming to rest on her neck.
There, at the spot where he stopped, was a very long scar. Although it was thin and had been concealed by certain means, it still had a rough texture when touched.
"A fake is a fake."
Leon Battleson briskly pushed Evelyn Curtis away and stood up to straighten his slightly disheveled suit, walking out of the room, leaving Evelyn Curtis alone seated on the cold floor.
"Charlotte Thompson, I will make you pay the price..."
Evelyn Curtis pressed her palm fiercely against her cheek, thinking about the face she was currently wearing, she desperately wanted to take a knife and slash it apart.
"The suffering I’ve endured, I will make you repay it a thousandfold!"
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"Okay, I have an interview here and will head to your studio right after it ends."
Charlotte Thompson said a few more words and hung up the phone with Zara Ward. Coco was currently doing her makeup and handed her the script that was prepared on the side.
"So many questions?" Charlotte Thompson glanced at the content on the script and paused for a moment.
"After all, the collaboration with XTZ for the linear product has already been launched, plus the new products our company is introducing are really good. The media also wants to know more about the brand, which is very beneficial for the company’s promotion," Coco explained.
"Are you sure that questions like where I and Justin Battleson have dated are related to company promotion?" Charlotte Thompson looked at some of the questions at the back, which were all gossip about her and Justin Battleson, and her gaze shifted subtly towards Coco.