But the next words from Justin Battleson made the joy on Riley Thompson’s face vanish instantly.
"Don’t block the way."
Justin only spared Riley a glance before impatiently moving his gaze away.
He had no emotional reaction at all because of Riley’s words and didn’t even bother to ask who she was.
Because he simply didn’t care about this matter.
In Justin’s eyes, Riley was no different from a roadblock.
His words also sparked quiet ridicule from those nearby.
"I thought Riley really knew Justin, but it turns out she’s just trying to make herself seem important. By that logic, I also know Justin, he just doesn’t know ."
"I think if you actually tried talking to Justin, he might give you more attention since you don’t look like Charlotte Thompson."
"You’re right, seeing soone who looks exactly like your loved one would certainly be unsettling for anyone, wouldn’t it?"
"I believe she is intentionally approaching Justin because she resembles Charlotte."
The mocking comnts from around pierced Riley’s ears word for word, making her face gradually turn pale.
Riley was seen gradually lowering her eyelashes, and when she raised her head, her eyes were already moist.
Everyone was still expecting to watch a good show, eagerly waiting to hear what Riley would say next, but she softly spoke:
"Sir, I was just recalling the last ti we t at the bar; you were holding my hand the entire ti."
Instantly, the crowd buzzed with Riley’s brief words like a pot about to boil over.
Charlotte finally turned her gaze to Riley’s face.
Charlotte knew exactly what Riley was talking about.
So the lipstick mark on Justin’s shirt...
Charlotte’s expression slightly darkened, but at this mont, she felt a gentle squeeze in her palm, and when she looked up, she saw Justin’s cold profile.
"Miss, I would appreciate it if you’d clarify your words. Our eting at the bar was purely coincidental."
At this point, Justin paused.
"However, you do remind of sothing. I rember that floor in the bar should have been reserved by . How did you end up there?"
Justin and Oliver Hudson liked to et without being disturbed, so the floor at their usual bar would be reserved.
Because of this matter, there was a conflict between Justin and Charlotte, and Riley bringing up this issue reminded Justin of it.
How did Riley end up there?
Moreover, Justin vaguely rembered she seed to have called his na.
With this thought in mind, Justin’s gaze at Riley now held a hint of scrutiny.
But Riley’s gaze was fixed on Charlotte’s direction, observing Charlotte’s reaction as she knew this would surely upset her.
Yet, Charlotte showed no change, while Riley remained stunned by Justin’s questioning.
"I..."
Riley bit her lip. She couldn’t admit she had used her appearance to fool the security outside, could she?
Her complexion worsened.
At the mont Riley was anxiously unsure of how to explain, Charlotte had already wrapped her hand around Justin’s arm.
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