After reading the comments on Weibo, Charlotte Thompson's eyes seemed to lose their light. She chose not to engage with the comments anymore.
She had already said what she needed to say.
She forcefully pushed down the mess in her mind and began to amend the design drafts with her head bowed.
She haphazardly added some strokes to it, but after some thought, she felt it was inappropriate, so she erased them.
She amended it a dozen times back and forth, but still couldn't attain the effect she wanted.
Charlotte put down the pen restlessly and leaned back in her chair, rubbing her throbbing forehead.
When she was in Ashton, due to the Thompson family relationships, she frequently mingled with the queen. They naturally became acquainted, and because they're of similar age—though the queen was a few years older—they thought alike.