"What did you say? What did you say, Justin?"
Evelyn Curtis burst out unexpectedly, apparently not expecting Justin Battleson to be so ruthless.
"Evelyn Curtis, I don’t have the patience to discuss these boring matters with you anymore. If you still don’t understand, I don’t mind telling you again. Being with you was rely to compensate for that one night."
Justin Battleson’s tone paused for a mont, a touch of irritation in his heart, his gaze deepened, his words beca much heavier, and his deanor appeared sowhat frightening.
"But now I know, the woman that night was not you at all."
When Justin Battleson thought of the hurt expression on Charlotte Thompson’s face when she ntioned that night, he felt a faint pain in his heart.
"Using the identity from that night to deceive and trick , it’s already fair for not to accuse you of fraud. I hope you won’t bother again in the future."
After saying that, Justin Battleson hung up the phone. If it hadn’t been unclear at first, he wouldn’t have answered this woman’s call at all. Talking to her was simply a waste of ti.
"Justin... Justin, how can you?"
Evelyn Curtis spoke in disbelief, she truly hadn’t expected Justin Battleson to be so ruthless.
"Didn’t I make myself clear? Do I need to repeat, if you bother again, I’ll send you a lawyer’s letter."
Justin Battleson spoke lightly, completely indifferent, as if declaring sothing very routine.
"Justin Battleson! Are you doing this because of Charlotte Thompson?"
Evelyn Curtis spoke out fiercely, her pretty face dark and an. She widened her eyes, which were red and full of blood threads. Sticking her finger out, she pinched herself hard to force herself to stay alert.
Just as Justin Battleson was about to hang up, he heard the na Charlotte Thompson, and he paused, a touch of darkness flashing in his eyes, and he responded strongly.
"Evelyn Curtis, I warn you, if you dare to ss with her, I will make you pay."
Upon hearing Justin Battleson’s warning, Evelyn Curtis not only wasn’t frightened but instead, she began to laugh happily, her voice contained an eerie delight.
"Oh? Justin Battleson, so there are things you fear. If that’s the case, if you don’t let go, I will kill Charlotte Thompson."
Evelyn Curtis fiercely provoked Justin Battleson. She was in a difficult position and even if it led to her death.
"You dare!" Justin Battleson roared loudly, but all that responded him from the phone was a "beep beep beep" tone.
"Michael Richard."
Justin Battleson angrily called out; his voice was extrely loud in the empty office, startling the dozing Michael Richard. Startled, he quickly rushed into the room.
There, Justin Battleson stood with a grim face, his stern posture radiating a "keep your distance" aura. He looked at Michael Richard with a somber gaze.
Michael Richard ca to his senses from the shock, promptly walked over to Justin Battleson, adjusted his gold-rimd glasses, and nodded seriously.
"Arrange soone to keep watch on Evelyn Curtis right away. If she continues to act stubbornly, better arrange soone to teach her a lesson."
Justin Battleson probably had his fill of it, breaking his long-standing habit of never reprimanding won.
Michael Richard glanced at Justin Battleson; he saw that Justin’s eyes were dark, revealing a touch of indifference. It appeared as though he didn’t see a problem with what was being dealt with.
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