With a certain helplessness, he lowered his eyes and shook his head in a self-deprecating manner.
"Miss Thompson, I seem to be at a loss for words to your remark."
He paused, then continued, "You can change anything in this office to your liking, come to work at any time, and if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
Before Charlotte could reply, Justin Battleson turned and strode out of the office, his retreating figure carrying a hint of untraceable disarray.
Charlotte sat on the sofa, her eyes slightly clouded, a hint of mockery on the corner of her lips.
She didn't understand why Justin was so fixated on Sophie, nor did she understand the ambiguous interest he was now displaying towards her.
After all, the person who had resented Sophie most five years ago was indeed Justin.
This change was truly hard for her to guess.
Is it because she resembles Sophie or because she is Charlotte Thompson?