Chapter 653: Impermeable to Oil and Salt

His voice faltered, and Justin Battleson added another sentence.

His tone was extremely complex: "You are well aware, there's no escape from these matters, sooner or later you'll have to face them."

Upon hearing this, Charlotte Thompson fell silent for a few seconds, her hand on her knee clenching tightly.

For her now, bringing up anything about Chad Thompson or Jack Thompson was akin to touching her raw nerves.

She would not allow anyone to harm her children.

Closing her eyes briefly, Charlotte scoffed coldly, laughing at herself sarcastically, and said, "Justin, you don't have to tell me all this. Whether I run away or face it, what I hate most is people standing in front of me, dictating my affairs."

She lifted her head and downed the crimson liquid in her glass in one gulp. Wiping the chill off the corner of her mouth with her fair fingers, Charlotte looked at the silent man in front of her with cold eyes.

She gave a pale smile and pointed towards the door.