"I just couldn’t bear it. Besides, I had the ability to provide for them, so naturally, I adopted them."
Charlotte’s face was tinged with a faint smile, but her words, like needles, pierced Justin’s heart bit by bit.
It seed like she had so implied aning. She was obviously talking about Adam, but Justin felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles.
What Charlotte didn’t say was that she had just given birth to triplets at that ti. Seeing these two abandoned children, she couldn’t help but think of her own.
Feeling empathy, she couldn’t just ignore them.
"So?" Justin looked at Charlotte.
She was idly stirring her coffee with a spoon, her attention seemingly elsewhere.
She smiled, speaking harsh truths in the softest voice.
"So, Mr. Battleson, you should rember the incident that once made the headlines between Mr. Ross and myself, right?"
Charlotte squinted her beautiful eyes, quietly asking the question while looking at the man in front of her.
Of course, Justin thought of it. He probably guessed that Charlotte, this cunning little fox, saw sothing and used that event to get answers.
But he kept his mouth shut, waiting for Charlotte’s answer.
"After returning to the country, as soon as I t Mr. Ross, I felt that my two children and he looked very much alike."
"But I felt that soone like Mr. Ross wouldn’t do such ruthless things, so even if I suspected a real relationship between Mr. Ross and my two children, it just remained as a suspicion."
"Mr. Battleson knows that both he and Mr. Ross are the sa kind of people; high above others, always showing their best side. How could I directly ask Mr. Ross about this?"
Charlotte gave a small laugh, seeming sowhat helpless, then sighed and smiled coldly.
And five years ago, she had experienced Adam’s twisted and cruel side, she knew she dared not take any rash actions.
Charlotte understood well that dealing with a dangerous person required extre caution and careful responses.
Seeing that Justin didn’t respond, Charlotte just continued speaking: "So, I deliberately invited Mr. Ross to dinner, looking for an opportunity to get close to him, hoping to get a strand of his hair."
"But thinking about it now, it doesn’t seem to have much significance. A man who could deny his own kid would probably not accept it even if the proof was shoved in his face, right?"
Charlotte laughed, appearing not to care about Justin’s reaction.
She finished saying these words calmly and looked at Justin expressionlessly.
Her probing gaze seed to categorize both of them in the sa group.
Justin saw through her gaze in a second, but he couldn’t help but admire this woman for her double entendres.
Thinking of this, Justin asked with a smile, "So you think and him are of the sa kind? Birds of a feather?"
"Hm? Mr. Battleson sure knows how to complint himself, I didn’t say that."
Charlotte laughed, took a sip of her coffee, and though it had cooled, it still tasted surprisingly good.
A complint?
Shish. It took Justin a while to realize that Charlotte was mocking him.
Turns out, she genuinely thought he, Justin, was even less than Adam.
This woman, compared to her subservient deanor five years ago, was displaying an increasingly audacious attitude.
Now, Justin wasn’t in a hurry to argue with her about being ’birds of a feather’.
"So, what were the investigation results? Those two children..." Justin furrowed his eyebrows, his voice was a little hoarse.
He looked at Charlotte, as if waiting for a definitive answer.
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