Everyone huddled together with Cyrus Thompson, scrutinizing the contract in his hands without blinking.
At these words, Justin Battleson casually draped his jacket over the back of a chair and looked at her with a playful smile. "Working overtime today... oh, what, can't bear a day apart from me?"
There was a strange, pregnant silence in the living room immediately following these words.
Charlotte Thompson blushed slightly, then coughed lightly to cover her awkwardness. She rose and walked towards the room. As she passed Justin, she tugged at his sleeve and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Come with me, I have something to say."
After saying this, she paused briefly, then left and went towards the study.
Justin, curious, turned and followed her, an inquisitive gleam at the bottom of his eyes.