"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."