"What's the difference?" Shane pressed forward step by step. The moonlight shone on him, making him look particularly dark.
"What do you think?" Charlotte retorted, "At least, from my daughter's point of view, you are very special."
"If the person from back then wasn't me, would I be very special as well?"
"Mr. Fuller, you're so smart and wise. You're definitely able to understand that the person from back then couldn't be anyone else, so you're special. The only thing that can change is the result, not the process," Charlotte replied as if it was a matter of course.
Thank God she had been watching a TV series about time travel recently.
In theory, even if there were countless kinds of results when you went from A to B, the process was always the same. In short, no matter how it changed the past, there would be a future.
Therefore, even if they went back to the beginning, what changed was the result of the future, not the past.
Shane, on the other hand, was amused by
Charlotte's serious expression. He chuckled, turned around, and stopped looking at her.
"Did I say something wrong?" Charlotte thought that he was angry.
"No."
"Then..."
"Go to sleep."
"What about you?" she asked.
Shane turned around and put his arm around her shoulder. "Let's go together."
Charlotte's ears felt warm, and she followed him out with some reservations.
Her heart was almost jumping out of her chest.
Tiffany admitted that she wanted to kill Charlotte.
Even the best lawyer could not refute it. After all, the defendant admitted it herself.
She was arrested, sentenced, and sent to prison.
This process was so smooth that even Charlotte did not have time to accept it.
When Tiffany was taken to the police station to settle everything, Charlotte felt uneasy in her heart, so she asked to see Tiffany.
Shane didn't want her to go, but Charlotte was very determined in her demand, so he had to ask someone to take her.
There was only a glass plate between them.
"Why would you admit to it?" Charlotte asked as she looked at Tiffany.
"Hey, do you think I want to come here? I didn't have any choice. So what if I stay free? I'm still treated like a pet dog. Charlotte, do you know how much I envy you?" Tiffany sneered.
Envy her?
Charlotte smiled bitterly, "Are you jealous that my parents have died, or are you jealous that I still lost my reputation even after climbing up to this point?"
"Do you care about that? As long as Shane is by your side, these pasts are just a test to you. God has already given you the best compensation."
"Suffering is always suffering. Just because it ends well doesn't mean it never happened."
"Anyway, I don't have the chance to live well anymore. Let me tell you, I am not worthy of Shane. I'm addicted to drugs. If I don't take them, I will suffer worse every day," Tiffany said as she reached out her hand.
The dense red rashes were like red beans sticking on the surface of Tiffany's skin. Charlotte's scalp suddenly felt numb and her whole body felt uncomfortable.
Tiffany withdrew her hand, touched her pocket, and found some gum and stuffed it into her mouth.
At that moment, she was no longer a star that everyone in the entertainment industry envied. Her simple and sweet appearance was gone forever. She was so dispirited that it made people feel that her life had no meaning.
"Why is it like this? Didn't Shane protect you?" Charlotte found it hard to imagine.
"Do you think that this industry is so easy to be in? No matter how powerful Shane is, does he dare to mess with the entertainment industry? You don't know even who is behind it," Tiffany sneered.
"Even so, as long as you didn't tell him about your sister, and be obedient..."
"It could have been like this, but now, you've appeared, Charlotte."
Charlotte was stunned.
Tiffany's sneer was full of hatred. She felt that her gum had become the consistency of glass.
"Charlotte, Shane kept me by his side for my sister's sake, but why did he keep you by his side back then? It's not your child, he just likes you! I'm just jealous that he likes you!"
He just likes you.
Later on, even when Tiffany spoke, Charlotte didn't have the heart to try and understand and couldn't think.
There was only this simple sentence left in her mind.
Did Shane like her?
It was not that she didn't think about it, but she didn't dare to think about it.
Beep! Beep!
The car horn sounded.
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