Chapter 427: Chapter 427: Charlotte, do you like it?
"Mr. Battleson, how long do you intend to wait?"
Charlotte Thompson couldn’t find her car keys, so she simply gave up.
Initially, she intended to call Jack Bryant to pick her up, but the moment she took out her phone, Justin Battleson suddenly approached.
He snatched the phone from Charlotte’s hand and domineeringly said, "Come with me, I have something to show you."
Before Charlotte could react, her wrist was firmly grasped by Justin.
She frowned, intending to refuse, but found herself being uncontrollably led to his car.
"What are you doing?" Charlotte cautiously eyed Justin, who had suddenly moved closer, and asked with an impatient tone.
Justin glanced at Charlotte, who was on guard, and couldn’t help but smile.
He extended his slender finger, fastening the seat belt for Charlotte, and slowly said, "I’m fastening your seat belt."
Having said this, he calmly shifted his gaze into the distance, and the car slowly started to move.
Charlotte awkwardly looked out of the window. Justin’s actions were too abrupt and she had been unable to escape, leaving her no choice but to get in the car. But now, it wouldn’t be easy for her to jump out of the moving vehicle.
"What are you thinking?"
Waiting at a red light, Justin gently cast his gaze on Charlotte.
His profound eyes flashed a hint of tenderness, his tone notably less stern than usual.
"I’m thinking about jumping out of the car."
"Haha..." Justin chuckled softly. His laughter sounded like a pleasing cello, mellifluous and deep, which enveloped the irritated Charlotte.
She rolled her eyes impatiently, glaring at the man in front of her.
"Mr. Battleson, has anyone ever told you that kidnapping someone out of the blue is quite annoying?"
Justin raised his eyebrows slightly, evidently unconcerned about her words. He merely started speaking.
"Rather than watching you wait there foolishly, I’d rather take you somewhere."
As he finished speaking, the car pulled into Rose Manor, which Justin had previously bought.
The evening breeze passed by, full of a sense of spring. The roses were in full bloom and incredibly beautiful.
The subtle fragrance came rushing in, and Charlotte was amazed the moment she stepped out of the car.
"What is this?" Charlotte asked with a perplexed expression, looking at the man before her. He seemed nonchalant and simply spoke.
"Want to check it out?"
The irritability in Charlotte’s heart was swept away by the grand spectacle of roses. Her eyebrows arched slightly and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes as she pushed open the manor door.
Her graceful figure became a unique scenery in Justin’s eyes.
He squinted slightly, feeling quite relieved.
Justin had once imagined the scene where Charlotte would come here one day.
But when the scene he had elaborately imagined thousands of times in his mind suddenly occurred before his eyes, his heart suddenly calmed down.
He could almost hear his heart pounding like a drum in the silence.
Charlotte was astonished by the view before her. The scene was filled with fragrant roses, refreshing and sweet. The flowers hung beautifully.
She reached out to touch a rose. The pink rose made her skin look as delicate as jade.
"Charlotte, do you like it?"
Justin spoke softly, his voice deep and low, like a cello playing gently beside Charlotte’s ear. Her hand paused, and she turned around to gaze at the man in front of her.
"What is it?"
It seemed as though she was fascinated by the surrounding flowers. Charlotte’s voice even softened, and her eyes flashed with contentment.