"I’ve t the head of the Anne family a few tis before, and he doesn’t seem like that kind of person," Vincent said, speaking up at the right mont.
And Charlotte very much agreed with Vincent’s words.
"Although there were so conflicts between Zoe Anne and before, that’s all in the past now. Afterwards, the Thompson family didn’t press any further on the Anne family. Now that the Anne family has gone bankrupt and ended up like this, there’s probably a hidden mastermind manipulating things behind the scenes."
After a mont of reflection, Charlotte slowly continued,
"Andrew Anne always felt that we were constantly suppressing their Anne family, but whatever is going on behind the scenes, we must investigate thoroughly."
"Really, I hate people who play dirty tricks in the shadows," Jordan said, waving his hand disdainfully.
Charlotte nodded in agreent, and the three of them arrived at the hospital while chatting.
Seeing that Vincent’s wound had finally been treated and bandaged seriously, Charlotte finally relaxed.
"Is it okay now?" Vincent asked, showing the wound to Charlotte as he moved his arm.
Looking at Vincent’s very unserious deanor, Charlotte didn’t say anything.
"Alright, don’t be angry. I’m very clear about the condition of my body," Vincent consoled Charlotte.
"Vincent, you saved today. If it weren’t for you, I might have..."
As she spoke, Charlotte imagined such a scene and still felt a shiver of fear.
"By the way, why were you there at that ti?"
This ti, Vincent paused his hand movents and then continued to speak, "I just happened to be passing by, and I didn’t expect to be able to play the hero to save the beauty for once."
"I must thank you no matter what." Charlotte took a deep breath, then stood up, preparing to bow to Vincent.
But Vincent seed to have anticipated Charlotte’s action, and he imdiately reached out his arm to stop her.
"What does this an? We’re friends, isn’t it what I should do? I also feel very lucky to have been able to save you in such a critical mont, just like a prince saving a princess."
The mood was very good, but it was shattered by Vincent’s words.
Unable to hold back, Charlotte covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.
Seeing this, Vincent also curved his lips into a smile: "You look better when you laugh; a face full of worries doesn’t suit you."
"Anyone looks better when they laugh."
Charlotte replied softly, "So, Your Highness, you need to rest well now and take care of your wound."
Jordan, who had just returned with dicine, only heard the latter part of Charlotte’s words, which was enough to make him stop in his tracks, surprised.
Your Highness?
The more outlandish part followed, as he heard Vincent nod in response to Charlotte: "As you command, Your Highness Princess."
For a mont, Jordan wondered if there was sothing wrong with the way he had opened the door.
He looked down at the dication in his hand.
Or could it be that he had picked up the wrong dicine, and it was actually a hallucinogen?
Help, it’s already this era, and there’s still such a cheesy code?
Jordan didn’t understand, but he was greatly shocked.
He cleared his throat and placed the dicine aside: "Rember to take your dication on ti."
He truly ant this reminder from the bottom of his heart.
At that mont, Jordan’s phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and imdiately handed the phone to Charlotte.
It was Justin Battleson calling.
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