The song playing in the club was "Melody X". The normally calm music seemed to harbor some indescribable sentiment at this moment.
Gently swaying his glass of red wine, Justin Battleson's expression turned grim. He knew exactly what Adam Ross was implying with his words.
"I suggest you keep your distance from Charlotte Thompson."
He wasn't unfamiliar with Adam Ross's character. Women who attracted Adam's attention usually didn't have a happy ending.
Especially this time, as the woman in question was Charlotte.
"I don't understand why you're saying this, second brother."
Adam Ross's eyes crinkled with laughter, but there was not an ounce of mirth in his gaze, "Since when do brothers need to be so circumspect with each other? And you, my dear second brother."
His words carried a cold undertone. Adam continued to smile, "Come, let me toast to you, second brother."
He extended his drinking glass, the transparent glass reflecting the overhead light.