Long Live The Master

Chapter 362: Drawing the Line

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Drawing the Line


She only needed to leverage Justin’s debt to her carefully and tactfully. One day, she was bound to legitimize the title of Mrs. Battleson.


"Charlotte, you think you can compete with me?"


In the empty dressing room, Evelyn Curtis’s voice seemed eerily strange.


The Stinfield Apartment was the apartment given to her by Justin Battleson at the time, and the most valuable property to her name.


Evelyn Curtis deliberately instructed the housekeeper to prepare some of Justin’s favourite dishes; then she went to the beauty parlour to freshen up her appearance for him.


She put on light makeup, accentuating her clear, pretty face. Then she squeezed herself into the latest high-end dress of the season and sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for Justin.


Sure enough, just after eight, the door knocking sound rang out.


She ran over with excitement, deliberately stalling at the door to confirm her makeup was flawless. Then she shyly opened the door with a coquettish voice.


"Justin, why have you only just arrived?"


However, when she opened the door, it was not Justin Battleson who made Evelyn Curtis freeze in place, but the icy face of Michael Richard.


He looked coldly at Evelyn Curtis, who was pretending to falter, and slowly said, "Miss Curtis, Mr. Battleson asked me to escort you downstairs. Please, come with me."


His businesslike and icy demeanor made Evelyn Curtis frown.


Her voice suddenly became cold, she somewhat impatiently asked, "Where’s Justin? Why didn’t he come up if he asked me to wait for him in the apartment?"


Michael Richard gave Evelyn Curtis a cold look, obviously not interested in answering her question.


"Miss Curtis, please come with me."


Although Evelyn Curtis was displeased, she couldn’t refuse since Michael Richard was after all Justin’s assistant.


She had originally planned to have Justin stay with her tonight to do something.


Now it seems, it was all for nothing.


"Alright."


Evelyn Curtis stepped out of the door and slammed it shut, as an outlet for her displeasure.


Michael Richard led Evelyn Curtis downstairs, and she finally saw a Maybach parked not far away.


Seeing its familiar license plate number, she walked towards the car with a smile, leaving Michael Richard behind.


She quickly reached the car, and saw Justin Battleson sitting inside with an indifferent expression through the slightly open window.


Evelyn Curtis couldn’t help but smile. She cleared her throat and softly called out.


"Justin, are you in there?"


Hearing the sound, Justin Battleson paused his document browsing.


He raised his eyes and looked out the window with a cold expression, then he responded curtly: "Come in."


Evelyn Curtis smugly opened the door and got in.


As soon as she saw Justin, Evelyn Curtis started to act coquettishly with a sad face: "Justin, why don’t you come see me? You have no idea how much I miss you."


As she spoke, she extended her hand around Justin’s waist, leaning coyly into his embrace.


Justin Battleson’s eyebrows knitted together and he was disgusted, so he pushed Evelyn Curtis’s hand away.


The air around him became suddenly icy. His jawline tightened, and his eyes flashed with repulsion. He impatiently said: "Evelyn Curtis, I’ve made clear our relationship before."


At his words, Evelyn Curtis’s heart faltered.


Evelyn Curtis looked at Justin Battleson in disbelief, her eyes rapidly filling with tears.


With a choked voice, she whimpered: "Justin."


Justin Battleson put down the documents in his hand and calmly looked at Evelyn Curtis.


Yet his eyes were filled with undisguised aversion: "The reason I came today is to clarify the boundaries with you."