Justin Battleson slowly approached Charlotte.
The distance between the two was rely inches.
Even their noses slightly touched each other.
"Stop it, I still have to pick up Annie from the hospital later," Charlotte pushed him slightly, but it was futile.
"Was it just a hug? How is that ssing around? Or do you want to do sothing else?" Justin asked with a mischievous tone.
Charlotte looked at Justin, gently biting her own lower lip.
Then she shifted her gaze, reached out to wrap her arms around Justin’s neck, and gave him a slight smile.
Charlotte’s hand slowly moved, her fingertips landing on Justin’s buttons, touching the warm chest through his shirt.
Charlotte chuckled, her expression making Justin’s throat tighten.
Just as Charlotte leaned in close to Justin, who was happy with her initiative.
However, just as their lips were about to et, Charlotte took the opportunity of Justin’s relaxed state to break free from his arms, jumped off the desk, and imdiately distanced herself from Justin.
"Oops, it’s getting late, I need to go back and take Annie to the hospital."
Charlotte gave Justin a gleeful look.
Justin helplessly straightened up, tidied his slightly wrinkled shirt, but his eyes showed a hint of grievance as he looked at Charlotte.
"Are you leaving so soon?" Justin said softly.
Seeing Justin’s expression, Charlotte stepped forward and kissed his cheek.
As she ca close, Justin seized the opportunity, wrapped his arms around her waist without hesitation, and firmly kissed her lips.
Justin, successful in stealing a kiss, had a smile in his eyes and lightly caressed Charlotte’s reddened lips.
"Go ahead, I’ll pick you up later."
After all, today he was supposed to et Mr. Thompson with Charlotte.
"Okay, I’ll call you later," Charlotte nodded.
After leaving Justin’s office, Charlotte imdiately dialed Jordan Thompson’s number.
"Jordan, are the kids at grandpa’s place or at ho?" Charlotte asked as soon as the call connected.
However, Jordan’s voice sounded lackluster, as if he couldn’t muster any energy.
"The kids are with grandpa."
"Are you at grandpa’s place too?" Hearing Jordan’s tone, Charlotte had a guess.
Sure enough, Jordan acknowledged.
He had listened to Charlotte’s earlier advice, and instead of escaping, he obediently stayed in front of Mr. Thompson.
But since Mr. Thompson had watched him grow up, how could he not know what Jordan was thinking?
Although Mr. Thompson never openly said much, he indeed put quite a bit of pressure on Jordan indirectly.
Luckily, he ca with the kids; they could tily divert Mr. Thompson’s attention, otherwise today would have been unbearable for him.
Thinking about the days to co, Jordan felt life was hopeless.
But in reality, Jordan still wanted to ask Mr. Thompson why he wasn’t allowed to pursue music.
Seeing how happy Mr. Thompson was when he saw the children, Jordan swallowed the words he was about to speak.
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