Illuminated by the soft glow of the street lamps, the man’s angular features looked the epitome of irresistible charm.
His enchanting voice could seemingly suck the soul out of a living person, such that Charlotte was planted in a daze.
When she came back to her senses, Charlotte couldn’t help but blush.
It was a relief that the darkness of the night masked her emotions faultlessly.
“I will give my best to live up to the trust you and the others put on me.” Charlotte’s mind was a blank sheet. She pulled out a random remark as a hasty reply and scurried into the residential area.
She even forgot to thank him.
As Shane watched her figure shrink into the distance, a smile crept onto his unknowing face, fending off his usual indifference.
However, immediately after, a hint of coldness flitted across his irises. If he was not mistaken, Charlotte still hadn’t cut ties with the Emerson family on that fateful night five years ago.