Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Doubts
"Mr. Battleson."
Michael Richard knocked on Justin Battleson’s office door and called out his name.
The knocking pulled Justin back from his thoughts, he replied in low tone, "Come in."
At his call, Michael stepped in, his face clearly showing an uneasy expression.
Taking a deep breath, he began, "Mr. Battleson, Miss Curtis called again. She wants your help with that issue."
Hearing this, Justin’s brows creased and his lips thinned.
Michael could feel a palpable drop in the atmosphere around Justin.
He inwardly grumbled, frustrated.
For heaven’s sake, why am I always stuck with such tricky tasks?
I fear that Miss Curtis will just stir more trouble.
"Take care of it for her, and notify her team to suspend her activities for now," Justin instructed, rubbing his temples, his tone indifferent.
He questioned himself - had he not done enough for Evelyn Curtis over the past five years?
A one-night encounter led to Evelyn’s rapid rise in the entertainment industry. Wasn’t it enough?
He wasn’t a man who would begrudge or be petty, but this woman was undeniably restless and caused him trouble time and again.
"Yes, I’ll do it right away."
Upon receiving the instruction, Michael nodded and turned to leave the office.
Having served Justin for many years, he understood Justin’s decisive character well.
He also realized that Justin was willing to help out Evelyn not out of any emotional attachment, but because of guilt.
The following morning, the company organized a staff meeting for all departments.
Since the design department was hosting today, Charlotte Thompson, as the Design Director, was the keynote speaker.
With all the staff members in the room, Charlotte signaled Coco to close the door, and the meeting officially began.
Dressed professionally in a white satin blouse and a blue A-line skirt, her delicate makeup heightened her elegance.
As she operated the computer, showing the slides, words flowed from her lips - clear, soothing, and succinct, effectively conveying the main points of the meeting in just ten minutes.
Justin sat quietly, listening to her presentation. His hawkish eyes slightly narrowed, his mind seemed far away.
"Intellectual", "efficient".
At this moment, these two words were the only fitting descriptions for Charlotte in his mind.
Concise, confident, mature, intellectual.
Lost in thought, the corners of Justin’s mouth curled up, producing a quiet chuckle.
A chuckle from the normally reserved Justin during a meeting was unusual, attracting everyone’s attention.
"Mr. Battleson, do you have any questions?"
Charlotte glanced at Justin, asking light-heartedly.
How inappropriate for the company’s president to laugh during such a serious meeting!
Outrageous!
"A question? I may have one."
Caught off guard, Justin regained his composure returning to his usual indifferent demeanor and answered in a low voice.
Leaning back in his chair, he tapped the conference table absentmindedly and looked intensely at Charlotte, inscrutable.
"May I ask, what is your question, Mr. Battleson?"
Unruffled as ever, Charlotte asked calmly.
At that moment, Justin couldn’t think of any question to ask.
Moreover, he had been focusing solely on Charlotte, he didn’t even recall what she was talking about.