Meanwhile, as the office neared closing time, Justin Battleson arrived at Charlotte Thompson's office, only to find her asleep in her chair.
Justin's brows furrowed slightly, and he lightened his footsteps, moving closer to Charlotte.
His gaze swept over and finally rested on the design drafts on her desk.
Justin knew that Charlotte had been busy with a collaboration recently, and just when she was already overwhelmed, the Allen family members had come to cause trouble, making these days somewhat exhausting for her.
Looking at Charlotte's peaceful sleeping face, a slight ache surfaced in his heart.
With great care, he reached out, held Charlotte in his arms, but unexpectedly, she moved slightly and then wrapped her arms around Justin's neck.
Not knowing what she dreamed about, her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and finally, resting in Justin's embrace, she murmured.
"Mom... Aunt Watson... I avenged you..."
