Charlotte did not speak, and simply leaned gently against Justin Battleson's chest.
Right now, nothing was better than silently being by his side.
Justin pressed down on Charlotte's hair, his gaze unconsciously drifting out of the window, seeming somewhat ethereal.
"I won't forgive him," Justin murmured softly.
Charlotte understood clearly, she could also comprehend Justin's feelings.
Just like Ethan Allen.
Charlotte didn't speak again, and the car also fell into silence.
...
The two returned to the office. Charlotte, sitting in her office, immediately called Henry Thompson.
Due to the time difference in Ashton, Charlotte had only remembered that it must be late at night there after she made the call.
Charlotte couldn't help feeling annoyed, she meant to hang up, but Henry had already answered.
"Charlotte? What's wrong?" Henry's side was very quiet.
"I'm sorry, big brother, did I disturb your rest?" Charlotte's voice carried an added note of apology.
