Chapter 449: Chapter 449: Clingy and Naggy
The two people sitting across from each other were like cheetahs waiting to strike in the dark, their mere gazes carrying significant lethal force.
After finishing his speech, Henry Thompson slowly put down his teacup, then looked at Justin Battleson with a half-smile, and asked, "After hearing all this, Mr. Battleson, what is your response?"
Justin Battleson didn’t back down. He leaned back in his chair, one hand resting on the chair’s back, not angry at the words spoken to him. He calmly looked up and responded.
"Henry, I call you ’older brother’ because you’re a few years older than me. As a mark of respect. It’s not because you’re Charlotte Thompson’s older brother."
Hearing this, Henry Thompson frowned slightly in confusion. "What does the topic of our discussion have to do with such a formality?"
The other man slightly raised his eyebrows and the corner of his mouth curled into a strategically perfect curve. He lazily tilted his head back, not bothering to obscure his sharp edge.
"The fact that I don’t refer to you as ’big brother’ because of Charlotte implies that Charlotte is not your sister."
Justin Battleson suddenly looked directly at Henry Thompson, his voice deep and low. "Henry, did you know? Charlotte was once Sophie Allen. She was my wife five years ago. I’m still in love with her. She can’t possibly be the real Charlotte Thompson. She is Sophie Allen."
"So, you have no right to interfere in my relationship with Charlotte."
Henry Thompson was slightly taken aback by this revelation and couldn’t help but smirk.
It seemed Justin Battleson didn’t quite understand the present situation.
Henry Thompson paused, then raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Battleson, you may not know this. My father lost contact with his elder sister, named Sophia Thompson, for many years. Charlotte is the person the Thompson family has been seeking for many years. Her mother is Sophia Thompson. She is the beloved granddaughter of the prior Thompson family head. We share the closest of blood relations with her."
"She used to be named Sophie Allen, but Mr. Battleson, time can bring anything, as well as erode anything. The days when she was Sophie Allen brings back painful memories she would rather forget, a continuation of her miserable life. ’Charlotte Thompson’ symbolises an unexpected ray of hope in desperate times, the beginning of rebirth."
Henry Thompson cast a frigid gaze straight onto Justin Battleson. Upon seeing the man’s increasingly shocked face, he spoke in an icy tone.
"So, Mr. Battleson, no more mentions of Sophie Allen. Sophie Allen from five years ago is dead. All that is left is Miss Thompson – Charlotte."
After finishing his piece, seeing that Justin Battleson was still stuck in his shock, Henry Thompson lightly shook his teacup and curled his lips into a subtle smile, taking some satisfaction in his victory.
"Mr. Battleson, do you think now, do I have the right?"
After a while, Justin Battleson slowly looked up, his eyes filled with an indescribable surprise. He moved his lips a little bit and murmured, "So that’s how it is..."
However, his lapse only lasted a few seconds. He quickly gathered himself, leaned forward a bit, and said directly to Henry Thompson, "I understand the situation now, Henry. Even if what you said is true, I will never give up."
Hearing this, Henry Thompson frowned deeply.
He had previously interacted with Justin Battleson, but he hadn’t realized until now how stubborn and thick-skinned this man could be.
Henry Thompson cleared his throat lightly and said, "I can tell you very clearly, there’s absolutely no chance for you and Charlotte. Mr. Battleson, why the futile efforts? You’re only asking for heartache, isn’t it?"