Chapter 425: Chapter 425: The One I Went to See Was Him
"Take a look at this, Charlotte, I left something you’d like here,"
Justin Battleson started slowly, his gaze fixed firmly on Charlotte, his voice carrying a touch of indifference.
"Why must I go there? Did you hide some secret there? I apologize, but I have no interest in Mr. Battleson’s secrets. I hope you won’t bother me again."
Impatience flickered across Charlotte’s beautiful face. Perhaps she had reached her limits with the man before her, a touch of coldness flashing in her eyes.
"Charlotte, I..."
Charlotte did not pay any further attention to Justin. She simply shut the door in his face.
Having just turned around, she came face to face with a group of curious children, particularly mischievous Hank Thompson and thoughtful Cyrus Thompson.
Unease crept into Charlotte’s heart. Subconsciously, she pursed her lips and spoke unhappily.
"What are you staring at? Go back to your rooms."
Only then did Hank rein in his laughter, hurriedly nodding, seemingly taken aback by Charlotte’s reaction.
He hadn’t expected Charlotte, who usually seemed so composed, to blush over such a small matter.
"Yes, yes, we’re going, Mommy. We came out because we heard the door and thought a bad person was here. It wasn’t us misbehaving."
Hank batted his large eyes mischievously and, after finishing speaking, he shoved his older brother Cyrus towards Charlotte before scampering off with a grin.
Cyrus hadn’t been prepared and he stumbled into Charlotte’s arm. He heard the conversation between Justin Battleson and Charlotte and was left feeling somewhat puzzled.
He had always thought Justin was the very definition of an unfeeling rogue.
But having heard Justin’s tone when speaking with Charlotte, Cyrus couldn’t help but see him in a different light.
"What are you standing around for? Always following in your little brother’s mischief. Go ahead."
Seeing the dazed child before her, Charlotte couldn’t help but chide him, only to feel Cyrus grab her wrist and ask softly.
"Mommy, what kind of person is Justin Battleson?"
Charlotte was surprised by his question and for a moment, she was taken aback. But after a while, she slowly replied.
"No matter what kind of person he is, it doesn’t matter to us. Okay, mommy has to take care of some things this afternoon. When I’m gone, can you look after your younger siblings? There’s food mommy prepared in the fridge, just heat it up in the microwave. If it’s not enough, you can order takeout. Your uncle will come home this afternoon."
Charlotte touched Cyrus’s head, a tenderness flashing in her eyes.
Actually, she didn’t want her children to have any relations with that man. Moreover, she didn’t think Justin Battleson would make a good father.
"Mommy..."
Cyrus watched Charlotte’s retreating figure, murmuring to himself.
"Actually, the one I went to see that day was him."
His voice was soft, like a needle falling silently in the room, creating an atmosphere of mystery. Although he spoke softly, Charlotte heard him. Her steps faltered, her face momentarily reflecting deep contemplation.
But after a brief few seconds, Charlotte quietly returned to her room.