CHAPTER 1496: CHAPTER 1496: WHO ARE YOU CALLING?

Right now, Justin Battleson still hasn’t figured out the whole truth of the matter.

If I tell Annie Anne now, it might not even lead to any real results.

"What is it? It’s so mysterious, we have to meet face-to-face to talk about it." Annie Anne’s voice carried a hint of teasing, "I don’t have any plans for the afternoon after tomorrow, should I come to your office then?"

"Sure."

Charlotte Thompson responded briefly, and even though she was still talking to Annie Anne, she was already using her phone to check her recent work schedule.

But when Charlotte Thompson saw a message on her phone, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

...

After an unknown amount of time, when Justin Battleson returned to the room, he didn’t see Charlotte Thompson’s figure.

Half a glass of water still sat on the table, Justin glanced around, then heard Charlotte Thompson’s voice coming leisurely from the balcony.

"Really?"

Justin walked over and found that the balcony door was almost completely closed, muffling some of Charlotte Thompson’s voice, but from the side glimpse of her face, her happiness was unmistakable.

Finally, something was said on the other end of the line that made Charlotte Thompson a bit shy and lower her head.

This scene caused Justin Battleson’s brows to furrow slightly.

It’s been a long time since he saw Charlotte Thompson so excited while talking on the phone with someone else.

"That’s great, see you later then."

Perhaps lost in her happiness, Charlotte Thompson didn’t notice Justin approaching from behind.

A smile spread across Charlotte Thompson’s lips, and just as she was about to turn around, an arm appeared beside her.

Then, warm breath reached Charlotte Thompson’s ear, bringing a tingling sensation.

"What were you talking about?"

Unexpectedly finding someone near her, Charlotte Thompson was slightly startled.

But her subsequent action caused Justin’s brow to furrow.

Charlotte Thompson turned in Justin’s embrace but quickly hid her phone behind her, as if concealing something.

However, Charlotte seemed to realize that her actions seemed inappropriate, and she promptly coughed and changed the subject.

"Why did you come back? Weren’t you teaching Hank Italian?"

Justin straightened his posture, his calm eyes reflecting Charlotte Thompson’s face, lightly parting his lips, "It’s getting late, I told him to go to sleep."

Charlotte blinked, feeling frustrated for having spent so much time chatting.

"You seemed really happy while talking on the phone just now, who was it with?"

Justin spoke casually as if commenting on something trivial, yet a hint of scrutiny was barely noticeable in his gaze.

Such things were never questioned by Justin before, but now seeing Charlotte’s reaction, combined with the message he had glimpsed earlier, Justin’s heart felt heavy.

Charlotte then replied, "Of course, it was Annie. They just wrapped up at the film set, and she contacted me, so we chatted for a while."

"Really?"

Justin raised his eyelashes.

"But I didn’t tell her about what happened at the hospital today. I think this is something best discussed face-to-face."

Perhaps aware of the time, Charlotte indeed felt a bit tired, lazily rolling her shoulders as she walked toward the room.

"It’s getting late, we should rest early."