Annie Anne glanced at Leon Battleson with an unreadable expression.
Finally, she chose to step forward, standing in front of Leon Battleson, and spoke coldly, "My matters have nothing to do with Charlotte, and I don’t want you to involve her."
However, upon hearing these words, Leon Battleson pressed his lips and smiled as if he had heard sothing extrely interesting.
"I should have given you a choice back then, but it was you who got her involved."
"You!" A thin layer of anger appeared on Annie Anne’s face.
Initially, Annie Anne had decided to turn and leave, but she stopped in her tracks because of what Leon Battleson said next.
"Don’t you want to know... if there really is such a thing in this world as true love that can’t be torn apart by any trouble or misunderstanding?"
"Charlotte and we are different; this is sothing you will never understand."
After saying this, Annie Anne noticed that Leon Battleson looked a bit stunned, and finally, she snickered, as if she had won this round with Leon Battleson.
"I don’t understand?"
In the corridor, only Leon Battleson was left.
He lowered his head, looking at his toes, and finally let out a sneer.
...
On the other hand, Charlotte Thompson, who ran out of the cake shop, suddenly found herself standing helplessly and absurdly on the street corner.
Looking up at the bustling street, she was at a loss for what to do next.
At this mont, the phone in her hand vibrated, and Charlotte Thompson almost instinctively checked the caller ID.
Unfortunately, it was Annie Anne.
Even though Charlotte didn’t answer the call, Annie Anne still found her outside the cake shop and ran to stand by Charlotte’s side.
"Charlotte, I..."
But before Annie Anne could finish her words, her phone rang, and ssages started flooding in so fast that Annie Anne didn’t imdiately react.
Upon seeing the display on her phone screen, her expression turned a bit grim.
Annie Anne quickly looked up at Charlotte, intending to say sothing, but when she saw Charlotte also staring expressionlessly at her phone, her heart skipped a beat.
Charlotte must have seen the online news.
As Annie Anne guessed, Charlotte indeed saw the current news online.
"Justin Battleson Riley Thompson"
These five big words directly flashed before Charlotte’s eyes.
A sense of foreboding imdiately overshadowed Charlotte’s heart.
Upon clicking in, it turned out to be paparazzi who had clearly photographed Justin Battleson and Riley Thompson entering and exiting a hotel together.
There were also several photos of Riley Thompson and Justin Battleson taking the elevator upstairs together.
At this mont, the comnt section was exploding with various discussions.
"What is there to argue about? They were caught entering and leaving the hotel together. A lone man and woman in a hotel room, what could they be doing?"
"I am seriously confused now; what exactly is the relationship between Justin Battleson, Charlotte, and Riley Thompson?"
"Why do I feel like Charlotte is just a stand-in? Don’t you guys rember Justin Battleson’s forr fiancée was that vanished superstar Evelyn Curtis! Don’t you think Riley Thompson seems like a mix of Evelyn Curtis and Charlotte?"
"No, don’t tie them together. Mr. Battleson has already denied any relationship with Evelyn Curtis! He and our Charlotte truly love each other; can Riley, with her plastic face, stop trying to gain attention by association? Wasn’t she humiliated enough before?"
"Isn’t this just like those cliché substitute lover scenarios in novels coming to life?"
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