"It's not that you' re not capable on stage or at singing. You're just bad at connecting with other people. Social connections are important in maintaining your status, you know? I know you're a man with dreams, so you'll have to buck up to make these dreams come true, alright?"
"I'm sorry." Cassius lowered his head.
"I'm not trying to make you feel bad. I won't give up on you just because you haven’ t been ambitious enough to seek those connections out for yourself. You know that it's not just me that wants you to live a good life, right? You still have your fans."
Cassius nodded his head fervently.
Late that night.
Charlotte returned to her hotel room from the bar.
After her talk with Cassius, the two of them went to the bar with Avery to relax themselves. She wanted to forget about the Internet's opinions about her for a short while. However, after drinking a few pints, she felt empty. She leaned on the door frame of her hotel room and rummaged in her bag to find the room card, but she could not seem to find it.
Just as she was going to seek assistance from the hotel staff, a large hand reached out and passed her a room card.
Charlotte tilted her head upwards and was about to thank the other person for their help, but ended up gasping in shock at the person standing in front of her.
"Aren’t you going to open the door and invite me in?" The man raised his eyebrows at her.
"Why are you here?" Charlotte took the room card from him and brought him into the room.
She never thought that Shane would be here, let alone pick up her room card from wherever it was she had left it before.
"Can't I be here?"
"That's not what I meant. You didn't want to talk to me before. Why are you suddenly here with my room card and everything? I think it’s reasonable for me to demand an explanation from you, don’t you think?” Charlotte asked with a frown. She leaned back on the sofa and looked warily at the man who was leisurely pouring himself a glass of water in the room.
He was really good at maintaining his cool. No matter what situation he was in, he always looked calm. Sometimes, she was really envious of his ability to dothat.
Calmness was not easy to cultivate.
"The news." Shane continued to pour water into a glass as he leaned against the wall, glancing around the room.
"Stop looking. He's not staying with me. Also, it's impossible for me to share a room with another man when I'm clearly still in a relationship with you." Charlotte took a step forward and stood in front of him. "Is that the only thing you're here for? To check whether or not I've been loyal to you? Can't you just call me or Avery to ask about it?"
This woman was a menace.
Did she really want him to tell her that he had missed her to her face?
Shane took a sip of water and put the glass back on the table casually. He walked up to her and pinched the tip of her nose with his long fingers. "Can't I come see you?"
"I'm not saying you can’t. I just thought that you didn't want to anymore." Charlotte shoved his hand away from her face. "I might delay your plans to kill Christopher after all."
Shane poked at her forehead and said, "Stop bringing that up all the time. There are other matters we should be talking about right now, don’ t you think?” "There's nothing to talk about." She leaned away and didn't look at him.
"Don’t you care what people are saying about you online?"
"Why should I? They can't hurt me either way, right?"
"I'm going to have dinner with Cassius tomorrow."
Charlotte raised her eyebrows. "Just the two of you?"
Really?
Was that why he was here?
Shane pointed a finger at her as he said, "You'd better watch your tone with me."
Just as Charlotte was about to retort, she met Shane's intense gaze.
Her heart sank as she swallowed uncomfortably.
His gaze terrified her.
Shane made himself at home in her room. He took off his suit and went straight to the bathroom.
As she listened to the shower running, Charlotte felt the whole situation was surreal. She hadn't expected Shane to come over. She didn’t think Shane cared about such matters.
Charlotte nestled up to the sofa and watched TV. As she watched, she slowly began to doze off.
"Squeak!"
Shane pushed the door open, and mist instantly gushed out the crack of the door as he stepped out of the bathroom. With her vision obscured by the mist, she looked around in confusion.
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