Long Live The Master

Chapter 426: Naturally, I am waiting for you

Chapter 426: Chapter 426: Naturally, I am waiting for you


She placed the keys in her hand on the desk, looking at the pretty keyring and delicate key.


For a moment, her thoughts were quite chaotic, she genuinely couldn’t figure out what Justin Battleson was trying to do.


"Forget it, forget it." Charlotte Thompson said to herself, growing a bit impatient, she briskly stuffed the key into her bag.


She quickly tidied up her things and then went off to the company in the afternoon.


She didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but she had the distinct impression that all those employees who were openly and covertly hostile towards her in the past seemed to have disappeared.


She had no idea whether they had been dispatched elsewhere or had resigned, but when she returned to her department, she found out that the annoying Cindy had left her job.


"Cindy didn’t come in today?"


Charlotte looked at the assistant handing her the files, asking subconsciously. It wasn’t that she was overly sensitive, she just found this rather strange for some reason.


"Miss Thompson, didn’t you know? Cindy was reassigned to her former position by Mr. Battleson for making a mistake a few days ago. I heard she’s been dispatched elsewhere, so you won’t see her for a while."


Charlotte didn’t say anything more, she just quietly nodded and continued her work.


The sunlight gradually dimmed as Charlotte finished handling the documents and proceeded to finish her work day.


Charlotte stood in the underground parking lot, rummaging through her bag for a long time but couldn’t find her car keys.


A look of anxiety appeared on her beautiful face, she carefully searched through her bag several times but still couldn’t find the keys.


It occurred to her that her assistant had put documents in her bag today, she wondered if he’d taken it then, and Charlotte’s face showed a bit of worry.


"Miss Thompson, what happened? Did you lose your car keys?"


As she was looking for her keys, Justin Battleson’s voice sounded unexpectedly behind her.


Charlotte felt a surge of annoyance in her heart, she had been under the impression that she had not seen Justin Battleson the entire day.


She assumed that he did not come to the office, which had put her in a great mood all day, but now that she was feeling frustrated he showed up again.


With a sour expression, Charlotte continued to rummage for her things, not seeming to want to pay any attention to Justin Battleson.


Justin Battleson, however, was in no hurry, he leisurely sat in his car.


His slender fingers tapped on the steering wheel intermittently, a playful smile appeared on his handsome face.


His eyebrows slightly raised, he curled up his lips slightly and spoke nonchalantly.


"How about it? Miss Thompson, why don’t you take a ride in my car? I happen to be heading near your hotel."


Seeing Charlotte rummage through her bag, Justin Battleson understood what was happening.


He had specifically instructed Charlotte’s assistant this morning to find an opportunity to take her car keys, he hadn’t expected the assistant to be so efficient.


Justin Battleson watched leisurely as Charlotte rummaged through her bag. He wasn’t in a hurry, but the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.


" Mr. Battleson, don’t you have anything better to do? What are you doing just lounging around here?"


Charlotte had looked through her bag and still couldn’t find her keys, she was thinking of going back to the office to look for them.


However, she realized that Justin Battleson was still in the same spot, not having moved at all, and was looking at her with an amused smile. She decided to ask him directly.


"I’m naturally waiting for you. Don’t tell me you’re thinking of going back to look for the keys? The office is already locked, you can’t get in anyway. I think, you might as well go along with me."


Charlotte didn’t want to deal with him, but Justin Battleson was persistently waiting, his eyes sizing her up unintentionally or intentionally, a gleam of amusement passing through his eyes.