When she saw Luther.
Charlotte froze at first, forgetting to step out of the elevator for a moment, "Luther, what are you doing here? Is something wrong?"
Luther frowned.
"It's okay."
He gave Charlotte a gentle push as he stepped into the elevator, pushing her out.
"The door is closing; you go out first."
Charlotte was stunned as he pushed her to the elevator, his cold words echoing in her ears.
"Luther, I've made an appointment for 4:00 p.m. today …"
Just before she finished her words, the elevator slowly closed, and his handsome face could no longer be seen.
She felt hurt and her heart was tight and aching. Biting her lower lip, she took out her phone and edited a text message to him, "Luther, 4 p.m., Riveria Haze, my grandfather and mother are coming."
Just now, he probably didn't hear her.
She still texted him a reminder.
She told herself to bear with it a little longer.
There would definitely be a result.
Soon, Luther texted her back.
Only one short word, "OK."
Charlotte gritted her teeth and stared at the phone screen, what did the word "OK" mean? He knew, but nothing more than that? Would he even go?
She shook off her head, she had thought too much. Luther could not possibly ignore the Heath family.
What's more, her grandfather himself was present, and he knew the rules for their circles.
Turning around, she walked into the office.
Just after entering the office, she met Joyce who had just washed up.
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