Charlotte Thompson shook her head, "Justin, so many years have passed, I think it’s ti for and the Allen family to make a clean break, and I must take action personally."
Fingertips gently caressed Charlotte’s cheek, warm fingertips tracing her brows and eyes one by one.
"Charlotte, I hope you can rely on ."
Justin Battleson wanted Charlotte to know that he was her support.
"I’ve always been relying on you," Charlotte said, reaching out to embrace Justin Battleson.
"Ethan Allen is my biological father, and I will take back everything the Allen family mbers did to my mother and to Aunt Watson," she declared.
Justin Battleson wanted to say sothing when he saw that, but Charlotte’s fingertips were already gently pressed against his lips, preventing him from speaking.
"I don’t want to let them off so easily," she stated.
Charlotte was well aware of Justin’s thods, yet she felt that this would let the Allen family mbers, who were utterly unscrupulous, off too easily.
"I want them to spend the rest of their lives living in remorse, to atone for what they did to my mom and Aunt Watson!"
Justin Battleson looked down at Charlotte, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Moonlight filtered through the window, casting a mysterious, dark silver veil along Charlotte’s hairline.
Justin leaned down and kissed Charlotte on the lips, "Charlotte, I truly love this side of you."
He preferred the current Charlotte to her forr gentle and kind self, like an enchanting rose flaunting its beauty, yet with deadly thorns hiding among its leaves and stem.
This was his Charlotte, the love of his life.
Justin’s eyes were filled with deep affection, yet it was like poison, slowly seeping into and corroding Charlotte’s heart, leading her into a gradual downfall.
Charlotte stroked Justin’s cheek, responding to his movents.
The room was filled with romance.
...
However, the sea before a storm would not always be calm, and the next morning, Charlotte received a text ssage on her phone.
"Charlotte, as we discussed before, just transfer five million to , and I won’t release those things I have."
Judging from the tone, it must have been sent by Ryan Richard.
But Charlotte showed no interest in dealing with it; she even blocked the number outright.
Charlotte curled her lips, as expected, things had fallen out with Ryan and the Thompson family.
That morning, Ethan Allen had called her asking for money, and now Ryan was sending ssages independently.
However, this made Charlotte even more curious – what exactly happened between Ryan and Emily Allen yesterday?
After breakfast, due to yesterday’s incident, the group owner originally didn’t want to send the children to kindergarten and was thinking of asking for a few days off.
But the children weren’t afraid, and in the end, they managed to persuade Charlotte to take them to kindergarten.
Afterward, Charlotte went to work as usual. Nothing happened in the morning, aside from hanging up on several calls from the Allen family.
Unlike with Ryan, Charlotte didn’t block the Allen family’s calls.
But Charlotte knew well that the Allen family mbers were probably becoming impatient.
No sooner had lunch passed than Jordan Thompson’s call hurriedly ca through.
"Sis! That trending topic must be their doing, the Allen family’s handiwork!"
"Yeah, I saw it," Charlotte responded indifferently while checking a few trending topics on the computer, looking as if these issues were unrelated to her.
"But there’s less than I expected."
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