"Ugh... Fifth Brother!"
Noticing the direction of Charlotte Thompson’s gaze, Jas Thompson chuckled softly and asked, "Worried?"
"Not at all..."
Charlotte Thompson answered hesitantly, her eyes slightly panicked, she ventured, "Could be..."
Upon such an answer, Jas Thompson reached out and playfully tapped Charlotte Thompson’s nose, but she shook her head.
"The seventh and the others are all asured in their actions, it’s just..."
Speaking, Jas Thompson turned around, not allowing Charlotte Thompson to see the shadow that flickered across his gaze.
"My sister, no matter who it is, must not be bullied."
Charlotte Thompson lowered her eyes, having known Justin Battleson for so long, she was very clear about what kind of person Justin was; he wouldn’t do such things.
However...
Charlotte Thompson glanced over at where Justin Battleson was.
It was one thing to drink, but for him to have interacted with... those kinds of people.
On one side, Charlotte Thompson was dining with the kids and Mr. Thompson, while on the other side, Justin Battleson was still in the midst of the seven-party inquiry.
"What did you say? You saw a woman who looks exactly like Charlotte?"
Hearing this, Jason Thompson was the first to disbelieve, indignantly saying, "Do you think if soone told there’s another person in the world who looks exactly like you, I would believe it?"
"Calm down first."
Henry Thompson intervened, stopping Jason Thompson who was gearing up to punch Justin Battleson, and raised his eyes to look at Justin Battleson.
"Can you recount what happened yesterday?"
Justin Battleson furrowed his brows, recalling the person claiming to be Charlotte Thompson and the subsequent events, and shared everything he rembered with the group.
"I feel that this person is not that simple," Justin Battleson said solemnly, slowly beginning to speak.
"Are you sure you weren’t hallucinating because you were drunk?" Jake Thompson looked skeptically at Justin Battleson.
It wasn’t just Jake Thompson; the other few also had zero trust in Justin Battleson now.
"My alcohol tolerance isn’t that bad; I can maintain my reason. It’s just that there are so details I can’t seem to recall." Scattered images surfaced in Justin Battleson’s mind, which made him frown in dissatisfaction.
But frowning again touched the physical wound on his face, adding an even stranger expression to Justin Battleson’s countenance.
"Details?" Hearing these two words, Jonathan Thompson narrowed his eyes, a fierce look in his gaze: "You have details with that woman?"
"Who said I got details with her? I just can’t rember so of her subtle expressions or movents," Justin Battleson exhaled and asked, "Now that I’ve explained everything, can you let see Charlotte?"
"Sorry, who said you’ve explained everything?" Felix Thompson stood with his arms folded, looking at Justin Battleson with an aggressive stance.
"I’m starting to suspect this person who looks exactly like Charlotte was made up by you on a whim. Otherwise, bring this person before because without proof, I won’t believe you."
"If there really is an issue with this person’s appearance, then finding them might not be so easy," Jas Thompson casually remarked.
"Exactly," Justin Battleson nodded in agreent.
"Fifth Brother, whose side are you really on?" Felix Thompson looked angrily at Jas Thompson, seemingly having already labeled him a traitor siding with Justin Battleson.
Jas Thompson slightly raised an eyebrow, his gold-rimd glasses reflecting the morning sunlight, making his eyes glimr faintly.
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