The man in the passenger seat was quite young; distractedly scrolling through his phone, he finally broke down.
"I’ve been up for several nights now, why don’t we go back?" After saying this, the man couldn’t help but let out a big yawn.
"Hang in there a bit longer. I barely managed to get soone to help us sneak into the parking lot, and we’ve already boasted so much about this. If we go back empty-handed, the boss will definitely chew us out. I also don’t know why the boss suddenly decided to get involved in this kind of thing."
The man in the driver’s seat was sowhat chubby and squinted unconsciously as he spoke.
"I’d rather be criticized at a eting than suffer here. Plus, do you know how scary the parking lot is at night?"
The young man complained, then he rubbed his sowhat ssy hair and leaned back in his seat, arms crossed.
"If you want to suffer, you can keep at it. As for , I’m going to sleep."
"You’re really going to sleep?"
The plump man glanced at his partner, his expression wavering. Just as he was considering whether to drive back, suddenly a figure hurriedly erged from the elevator.
Startled, the chubby man quickly tapped the young man beside him: "Hey, wake up! Take a look!"
"Ah, what’s up? Did you see a ghost or sothing!" The young man opened his eyes impatiently.
"It’s Charlotte Thompson! It’s Charlotte Thompson!" The chubby man urged anxiously.
Charlotte erged from the elevator, seemingly on a phone call, but her face looked extrely worried.
However, for the paparazzi, such a state was a goldmine.
The young man reacted swiftly, imdiately pulled out his cara, and started frantically snapping photos of Charlotte’s side.
Justin Battleson, always half a step behind Charlotte, seed to notice sothing and cast his gaze directly toward the direction of the van.
This scared the chubby man and the young man so much that their hearts nearly leapt out of their chests.
The two quickly ducked their heads.
When they looked up again, Charlotte had already left with Justin Battleson in a car. The young man hastily took a few more shots of the back of the car.
Even though Justin’s look just now had left them quite shaken, the next second they were thrilled to have successfully captured Charlotte on cara.
"Heaven rewards the diligent, we finally caught Charlotte!"
Unable to contain himself, the chubby man spoke out in admiration, then he leaned over to the young man, as they checked the photos they had just taken.
"Why is Charlotte in such a rush, where could she be going?" the chubby man asked.
"What else could it be? It must be sothing about the online drama. You see, she could be contacting the Thompson Family now."
The young man looked up, satisfied, and then carefully set his cara aside.
This certainly felt like a big scoop.
However, Charlotte had no idea that her earlier reaction had been captured by the paparazzi, but she was indeed in a rush to get back to the villa.
Many cars were parked outside the villa. As Charlotte pushed the door to enter, she heard a stern voice.
"Just a minor mber of the Thompson Family, and you dare to be so insolent in front of ? Take the child away!"
Hearing this, Charlotte’s pupils contracted, and she imdiately strode forward: "I’d like to see who dares touch my child!"
Charlotte scanned the room and saw Jordan Thompson sheltering several children behind him, but several intimidating bodyguards stood in front of him.
"Sis!"
Upon seeing Charlotte return, Jordan, although relieved, didn’t dare to relax his vigilance imdiately.
"Mommy!"
Several children called out to Charlotte, fear evident on their faces.
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