"Really?" Hank Thompson looked up at Charlotte.
"Of course."
Charlotte nodded and said, even if Hank could eat a lot, it was just the appetite of a child; she wasn’t worried.
Reassured by such comfort, Hank finally relaxed, thinking he might have to go without chicken legs for a while.
"My dear great-grandchildren, you all need to eat more."
At that mont, Jasmine Clarkson was serving extra dishes to the children, wishing she could fatten them up nicely.
"You don’t resemble your father at all. Justin was so picky about food when he was young." Jasmine seed to have rembered sothing, so she began to speak.
The topic of Justin Battleson imdiately caught the children’s attention, and Jasmine shared so stories about his childhood, with Charlotte listening in.
Perhaps due to his family, Justin had been sowhat distant since he was young, but even so, he was just a child at that ti. Thus, when he had first been brought to Stardust Garden, he had been nervous, though he still pretended to be indifferent.
"That awkward stubbornness, it’s funny to think about now." Jasmine reminisced, picturing the childish face of Justin Battleson and recalling his mother.
This inevitably made Jasmine sigh lightly.
Charlotte noticed Jasmine’s gesture, her lips instinctively pursed.
However, Jasmine didn’t want the children to know anything unpleasant, so naturally, she shared so amusing stories; many of these fun tales ca from Justin.
Just over the course of one dinner, the grand image of Justin Battleson in the children’s minds had undergone quite a change.
After dinner, Charlotte spent so ti playing with the children.
They were originally waiting for Justin Battleson to co back together, but in the end, the children had all fallen asleep, and Justin had not returned.
Upon returning to her room, Charlotte started to organize so docunts she had previously researched.
These were all about the design brand lissa Tanner that Charlotte had taken an interest in.
Since lissa Tanner’s head, Zara Ward, was currently busy preparing for an upcoming fashion show, Charlotte didn’t have much ti to connect with Zara.
Thus, their discussion about the collaboration was temporarily postponed until they found so mutually free ti to negotiate.
Looking at the design drafts by her side, Charlotte couldn’t help but smile.
With lissa Tanner’s help, Charlotte was sure this collaboration with XTZ would be perfect.
Charlotte sorted through the docunts in her hand, only noticing the ti when her gaze fell on the clock.
It was so late. Why hadn’t Justin Battleson co back yet?
Just as Charlotte was contemplating whether to call Justin Battleson, she heard the sound of a car entering downstairs.
It must be Justin Battleson coming back.
Charlotte quickly tidied the papers on the table, but after waiting for a while, Justin Battleson still hadn’t co upstairs.
Suddenly curious, Charlotte left her room.
Descending the stairs, she saw the lights were on in the living room, and Justin Battleson was sitting on the sofa, his head slightly bowed, making it hard for Charlotte to see his face.
Charlotte’s brows furrowed as she walked over.
"Justin?"
Charlotte called out softly, reaching her hand to touch Justin Battleson’s arm, but unexpectedly, Justin grabbed Charlotte’s wrist and suddenly looked up.
Justin’s fair face was tinged with a light blush, but his gaze was cold, and his lips were tightly pursed.
Only when he saw that it was Charlotte did the iciness in his eyes slowly fade, replaced by confusion.
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