"What’s there to see anyway? Just make a phone call instead."
Justin Battleson understood the gist of the situation, but he still didn’t agree with Charlotte Thompson going to et Teddy Carter.
Besides, with the evidence they currently had, it was more than enough to take down Florienna Ellis, and even George Robbins. Teddy Carter’s involvent wouldn’t significantly affect the outco.
What Justin didn’t expect, however, was Charlotte tilting her head slightly before speaking with an air of obviousness:
"Because I’m petty."
Charlotte raised her brows at Justin, pursing her lips as she said, "Before, Teddy Carter and Florienna Ellis were spreading rumors around the office about and Elijah Walker. Now plagiarism is one thing, but I still hold a grudge for that!"
"You!"
Justin couldn’t help but lightly flick Charlotte’s nose when he heard this, his smile soft and indulgent.
"So, if you ever do sothing bad behind my back and I find out, I’m definitely going to hold it against you for the rest of my life," Charlotte took the chance to grab Justin’s fingertip, her expression carrying a hint of playful threat.
"Sothing bad?"
Justin slightly lowered his head as he leaned in, closing the distance between them. His hands rested on either side of Charlotte, trapping her within his arms.
"When exactly have I done anything bad? Soone here seems to know better than I do, huh?"
With a faint smile playing on his lips, Justin’s words ca out smoothly, his lips moving ever closer to Charlotte’s face.
Charlotte froze for a mont when she heard this, but suddenly realized sothing. Looking slightly embarrassed, she reached out and gave Justin’s shoulder a playful shove.
"You! You’re so annoying!"
But seeing Charlotte’s coquettish glare, Justin felt half of his body go numb, as if her gaze alone had made him completely helpless.
The Charlotte before him always had countless ways to captivate and ensnare him.
Unable to resist, Justin leaned down even further, just about to touch Charlotte’s cheek, when suddenly a voice ca from just outside.
"Sister Charlotte... there’s a call from XTZ."
Apparently, soone had left the office door slightly ajar when they ca in. So when Coco knocked, she naturally ended up pushing the door open, revealing the scene on the sofa inside.
Coco imdiately covered her eyes with one hand while fumbling to shut the door as she fled in a panic.
"I’m so sorry!"
Coco’s apology and the sound of the door closing rang out simultaneously.
Still covering her eyes as she bolted out of the office, Coco, oblivious to the scene in front of her, inevitably ran into sothing hard, letting out an "ouch" of pain.
She thought she had run into a wall, but when she opened her eyes, she realized Michael Richard was standing in front of her.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Why didn’t you tell that Mr. Battleson’s office door wasn’t closed?!"
Michael and Coco spoke almost in unison, before both froze for a mont. Coco, hugging the files in her arms, huffed at Michael and said:
"It’s the sa thing as last ti! Sister Charlotte was in Mr. Battleson’s office, and you didn’t tell either." Coco wrinkled her nose, wondering how she kept finding herself in situations like this.
Recalling Justin’s expression when she entered the room earlier, Coco could feel a chill running down her spine.
What if one day she got fired for having even a single stray hair arrive at work before her feet did?
However, faced with Coco’s questioning, Michael simply looked completely baffled.
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