Chapter 379: Chapter 379: Really Getting Back Together?
"Just overheard your phone call, your friend wanting to get back together?"
Justin Battleson asked indifferently.
He unintentionally heard Charlotte Thompson’s phone call, finding the contents oddly similar to his own situation with Oliver Hudson.
Could it be Annie Anne calling her?
"Mr. Battleson, what does this have to do with you?"
Charlotte swiftly hid her phone in her bag, glaring unsatisfied at Justin.
"Just curious," Justin replied with a faint sneer, watching her leisurely.
"Well, Mr. Battleson, I suggest you channel that curiosity into your work. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving."
Charlotte snapped coldly. As she began to turn away, she halted abruptly, casting a glance back at Justin, a smirk playing at her lips.
"After all, not everyone enjoys making the gossip columns with Mr. Battleson, being the topic of discussion for others."
Charlotte tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and swayed away, heels clicking quietly.
Justin raised an eyebrow, laughing softly.
This angry form of Charlotte’s really did resemble a little wildcat, fluffing up its fur.
A little wildcat, waiting for him to tame.
"Michael Richard." The twinkle in Justin’s eyes waned, and he began to speak coldly.
"What can I help you with, Mr. Battleson?"
"Fire the chatterboxes we had today."
Justin glanced at his phone. The screen displayed a text from Oliver Hudson containing the address of a hotel. His fingers moved swiftly as he responded.
"Yes, Mr. Battleson," Michael nodded and left to carry out the order.
Charlotte processed the work in her hands quickly.
When her phone dinged with a text from Annie Anne, she debated before placing a call.
The call connected almost immediately, Annie Anne replied in a soft tone.
"What is it, Charlotte?" Annie Anne glanced at Oliver Hudson next to her, indicated the call, and broke into a pleasant smile.
Dimples emphasized on either side of her mouth.
Oliver Hudson extended the glass of milk in his hand to Annie Anne, taking her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Are you really getting back with Oliver Hudson?"
Charlotte pondered, deciding she needed one more try to persuade Annie Anne.
She didn’t want Annie Anne to fall into the abyss again.
"Yeah, Charlotte, come quickly. Samuel has booked a big, quiet place today. You’ll love it."
Annie Anne’s joy forced Charlotte to swallow her words. There was a brief pause before she replied, a smile in her voice,
"Annie, I’m on my way."
A dejected look crossed Charlotte’s face as she ended the call.
She looked out at the scenery outside her window.
Cars shuffled by, the dusk settling, and the bustling city teemed with hidden temptations.
Charlotte let out a long sigh, Annie Anne’s beaming face floating into her mind.
"Annie, see if there’s anything else you want to eat."
Oliver Hudson gently handed the menu to Annie Anne, stroked her hair softly, and smiled endearingly.
"Oh, what’s got Mr. Hudson looking so smitten today?" Laughter rang out as the door to the booth was pushed open from the outside.
Annie Anne looked up dazedly, two strikingly handsome men stood at the entrance.
One possessed charmingly warm eyes, a handsome face, thin lips, and dazzling teeth. He looked astonish seeing Annie Anne and glanced with curiosity at Oliver Hudson next to her.
The other man’s eyebrow lifted in surprise, his sharp features accentuated. He looked at Annie Anne, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes, but it dissipated before it could be captured