Chapter 378: Chapter 378: I Want to Reconcile with King Samuel
"Uncle, I told you, you should get out more. Look at you, you have the looks that young girls love."
Jordan Thompson ignored his brother Hank’s teasing, and gently wiped the mouth of his niece, Olivia, with a napkin who had food all over her face.
In the pantry of Riley Group.
Charlotte was about to get a cup of coffee when she overheard people gossiping about her and Justin Battleson. Uncomfortable, she retreated to her office.
"Charlotte."
The sudden sound of Justin’s voice made Charlotte, who was checking her phone, turn around in annoyance.
"Is there something you need, Mr. Battleson?" Charlotte looked at Justin Battleson distantly, unconsciously tucking her phone into her pocket.
"Come to my office. I have something to tell you." Justin stood in front of Charlotte, bending slightly over, his face revealing a touch of pleasure.
"If there is something to say, Mr. Battleson, say it here. I’m busy."
Charlotte didn’t want to engage with Justin. She had just received a message from Annie Anne. She checked it, but was immediately called over by Justin Battleson,
"I..." Justin was interrupted before he could say anything, as his phone started to ring.
At the same time, Charlotte’s phone rang too. She hurriedly picked it up.
On the other end of the line was Annie Anne’s voice.
"Charlotte, it’s me."
Her gentle voice eased Charlotte’s agitation. Charlotte turned and walked a few steps away before responding.
"Annie, why are you suddenly coming back to Emperor City?"
When Charlotte recalled the news she’d received, she asked with confusion.
"I... I want to reconcile with King Samuel." There was a pause in Annie Anne’s voice, then she spoke again resolutely.
"What did you say?" Charlotte’s voice grew loud, causing Justin, who was on the phone, to involuntarily glance at her.
"Charlotte, don’t get worked up." Annie sensed Charlotte’s change in emotion and spoke softly.
"What are you thinking? Why get back together with him?" Charlotte’s mind flashed again to an image of Annie’s haggard, pale face.
"King Samuel, did you say you’re throwing a banquet for me?" A now composed Justin Battleson listened to Oliver Hudson’s words over the phone, a small smirk spread across his lips.
"Dinner is a small matter, I simply want to inform you about my reconciliation with Annie." Oliver Hudson stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bustling view outside causing him to squint slightly.
"Heh." Justin rose a single eyebrow in skeptical laughter.
"What? You’re not happy?" Oliver Hudson’s voice was deep, reminiscent of a pleasant cello, as he casually spoke.
"How can that be? I just think it’s interesting." Justin Battleson turned around and glanced at Charlotte who was also on the phone.
She seemed to be in a hurry, her face was flushed, and there was some desperation in her expressive eyes.
"You’ll understand in the future." Oliver Hudson exhaled a sigh, pulling his gaze back in.
"Charlotte, are you free tonight? I can’t explain it well over the phone. I’d like to invite you to dinner and tell you more about it then."
Annie’s voice gently asked for Charlotte’s consideration—despite the physical distance, Charlotte could sense Annie’s joy.
Despite her reluctance to see Annie repeat her mistakes with Oliver Hudson, it was already too late to dissuade her.
"Alright, see you tonight."
Charlotte hung up, feeling bummed.
Lifting her head, she met Justin’s thoughtful gaze, striking back with a look of displeasure.