Justin Battleson laughed a bit. His words seemed like casual banter, but his sharp eyes were continually observing Charlotte Thompson.
The longer he spent with Charlotte, the more he found this woman was quite adept at hiding herself, like a black cat in the dead of night.
She masked her true nature, yet her clear eyes couldn't conceal her astuteness.
After hearing Justin's words, Charlotte's hand involuntarily tightened, and a flicker of unease passed through her eyes.
However, she suppressed this emotion the next second, looking at Justin with a smile.
"I think, Mr. Battleson, you may have misunderstood. Those children are my friend's. When I was in Ashton, I used to visit them frequently. Children have good memories, they remember who treats them well. Moreover, they came to Druarus because of me."
"Hmm?" Justin Battleson took a sip of his coffee, the taste was a rich bitterness.
However, once swallowed, the flavor left in his mouth was mellow, indeed not bad.