The moment the words fell, the surroundings became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Justin Battleson didn't make a move, after a moment, he slightly raised his eyes and glanced at the neatly stacked files on his desk, where a trace of sadness that even he did not recognise flashed in his eyes.
His throat was a bit hoarse.
"Charlotte, you know very well, I didn't ask you here to discuss progress."
Hearing this, Charlotte was slightly taken aback, although it was not easily noticeable.
After a few seconds, she nonchalantly shrugged her shoulders and said, "Isn't that so?"
Her dismissive tone was like repeated stabs to the man's heart.
Justin Battleson slowly got up, his head slightly lowered, his gaze fixed on her, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins staring straight at Charlotte.
The latter didn't back down, locking eyes with him bravely.
It seemed like the stage was set for a huge battle to break out.