Charlotte Thompson looked up and saw Nolan Peak drenched in an entire glass of red wine.
The crimson liquid cascaded down his expensive suit and even ruined his carefully styled hair.
He looked completely disheveled.
Even before opening his eyes, Nolan Peak began to bellow, "Which bastard was so bold to dare splash red wine on ?"
After wiping his face, Nolan Peak finally saw who it was, and his previously arrogant expression imdiately wilted away.
Justin Battleson set down the now empty wine glass, his expression stern as he fixed his gaze on Nolan Peak.
It was as if...
He was looking at soone inconsequential, or perhaps even a dead man.
"So, it’s Mr. Battleson... Heh... you just slipped your hand just now, right?"
Nolan Peak, that entitled brat, was fearless against anyone else, but in front of Justin Battleson, who could dare to act so brazenly?
"Slipped?"
Justin’s voice was ice-cold. He wouldn’t mind if next ti, his hand ’slipped’ around this man’s neck and snapped it.
Of course, Justin did not voice this thought aloud; a glance from him was sufficient to make Nolan Peak’s legs turn to jelly.
Justin had noticed this disgusting man approaching Charlotte just monts ago.
Especially the way he gazed at her.
"What were you saying to my wife just now?" Justin’s gaze bore into Nolan Peak, as if looking at an insignificant ant.
Nolan Peak was utterly terrified, his teeth chattering as he failed to utter a coherent word.
"I... I..."
He stamred for a long ti but never managed to say anything significant.
"Hallington Software is indeed a notable enterprise right now, but that doesn’t an you’re the only player in the industry." Justin spoke calmly, not even bothering to waste another glance at Nolan Peak.
This statent struck Nolan Peak like a warning bell, pounding into his head.
He had assud that since Justin and Charlotte were attending the banquet separately, their relationship must be strained. And with Charlotte’s beauty as the Thompson Family’s heiress, perhaps he could have had a chance?
But he hadn’t realized his foolish thoughts almost dragged the entire Peak Family into the fire.
Now, Nolan Peak had no ti to think of anything else; disregarding the wine-stained suit and the astonished eyes around him, he turned and left.
He even ran.
Charlotte peeked out from behind Justin, watching Nolan Peak’s retreating figure, and couldn’t help but snicker.
Hearing Charlotte’s laugh, Justin turned his head and reached out to wrap his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
"Don’t talk to such people in the future."
"Just now I heard he’s the young master of the Peak Family. I thought since my brother had been in business with his father, I should be polite. But really, I didn’t expect there to be soone so ordinary yet so full of confidence. I bet he thinks he’s the most handso man in the world."
Charlotte found Nolan Peak’s earlier peacock-like display so ridiculous that she couldn’t help but laugh.
However, Charlotte’s radiant laughter failed to notice the darkening of Justin Battleson’s expression.
"Am I not your husband, the CEO? Am I not handso? Your man is right in front of you, and you’re thinking about other n?"
Justin Battleson watched Charlotte with gritted teeth, his fingers on her waist tightening as if to punish.
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