Justin Battleson had already gone to work.
Charlotte Thompson was leisurely enjoying her breakfast.
After she finished eating, she put on her coat and was about to head to the film set.
Suddenly, her phone, which was in her pocket, rang. The name displaying on the screen was Justin Battleson's.
Why is he calling now?
Charlotte tilted her head to hold the phone with her shoulder, while changing shoes and answering: "What's up, I'm about to leave."
"Charlotte, don't go to the film set today."
On the other end of the phone, Justin's voice was low and serious.
Charlotte was taken aback, her actions paused as she heard his tone.
"Did something happen?"
Based on her understanding of Justin, something very important must have occurred!
"It's inconvenient to talk about it over the phone, I'll tell you when I see you."
Justin could sense her tension, he rubbed his slightly frowning eyebrows, and softened his voice.