Now, Charlotte Thompson has no way of clarifying the previous two misunderstandings openly.
This is very frustrating for Charlotte Thompson.
For Justin Battleson, it is even more frustrating by a hundredfold.
Since the last ti he left the Thompson Family’s place, he had Michael Richard check the surveillance footage from the clubhouse that night imdiately.
However, what Justin Battleson hadn’t expected, was that the spot where he t that woman happened to be a blind spot in the surveillance, and even the footage of that woman helping him to the room wasn’t captured.
The only thing that ended up being revealed was him, staggering in a shirt stained with lipstick, suddenly appearing in the surveillance video from sowhere.
How could Justin Battleson possibly share this surveillance footage with those people from the Thompson family?
Unless he no longer wished to live!
Justin Battleson had never imagined that there was such a difficult issue in the world to resolve.
The office door was gently knocked, and Justin Battleson, massaging his brow, lazily responded: "Co in."
"Mr. Battleson."
Coco then cautiously peeked her head through the door gap.
Upon seeing Coco, Justin Battleson’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on the office door, hoping that soone else might also push the door and walk in.
However, the truth was that besides Coco, there was no one else behind her.
Clearly, such a gesture from Justin Battleson also raised suspicions in Coco, causing her to fearfully look back over her shoulder.
She beca even more frightened after realizing there was no one behind her.
"Mr. Battleson, Sister Charlotte sent to deliver so docunts to you, about all the details for customizing costus for the drama crew ’Indulgence’."
Coco carefully handed over the docunt she was holding.
As Charlotte Thompson’s assistant, Coco was almost daily fed with their sweet interactions, but recently, Coco faintly sensed sothing was amiss.
Justin Battleson and Charlotte Thompson, this couple, seed to have stopped showing public displays of affection.
Not to ntion public displays of affection, even the number of tis the two t seed to have greatly reduced.
For example, the docunt she just delivered to Justin Battleson, if it were before, Charlotte Thompson would have definitely delivered it herself, but this ti she chose to have Coco deliver it.
At this thought, Coco dared not think further.
Because the arms holding the folder were starting to feel sore.
She looked up in surprise at Justin Battleson in front of her.
Why is he not making any move to take over the docunt?
"Is this organized by Miss Thompson?"
Justin Battleson glanced at the folder in Coco’s hand and slowly spoke.
"Yes Mr. Battleson, Miss Thompson organized and summarized it for a long ti, as this ti the design of the costus is fully her responsibility."
Coco answered carefully, always feeling that Justin Battleson was in a bad mood, and she did not want to cross him.
"If that’s the case, let Miss Thompson bring it over personally and report to herself,"
Justin Battleson’s fingertips casually tapped on the desk, producing a series of muffled knocks.
His deep voice slowly reached Coco’s ears, causing the radar on top of Coco’s head to beep suddenly.
Good Lord! So it’s him, Mr. Battleson, actually creating an opportunity to et Sister Charlotte alone.
"What are you still standing there for?" Justin Battleson’s words carried little warmth as he looked up with his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Coco imdiately straightened up, promptly saying, "Don’t worry Mr. Battleson, mission guaranteed to be completed!"
With that, she quickly turned and left.
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