Luther grudgingly smiled, "Hmm."
He walked straight to the front of the reception car. Since Tommy drove today, he sat down next to Tommy.
Charlotte was stunned. She thought, he would sit in the same row with her, but did not expect him to sit directly in the front row.
Luther turned around and explained, "I will take the front row to get a better view. Thank you for your hard work in introducing me later." He deliberately sat at the front because he didn't want to sit with Charlotte.
God could know how much he had to endure to make the call to Charlotte.
After the fight, he felt like he was going to throw up.
His bottom line was that he should at least not get too close to Charlotte, otherwise, he could not guarantee that he hold himself back, and perhaps the next second, he would want to kill her directly.
"Oh, it's fine. It's fine." Charlotte laughed.
She reluctantly sat in the rear row.
Aaron, on the other hand, sat in the third row with an expressionless face.
He didn’t care to sit in the same row with a disgusting woman like Charlotte.
Four years ago, Charlotte's scandalous story was known to him.
In his mind, he always thought that Charlotte was the one who killed Joyce.
Now, Mr. Warner even took the initiative to call Charlotte, he felt so much reluctance in his heart.
If Mr. Warner had not repeatedly told him that this trip had a special purpose, he was afraid he would have come forward to beat this hypocritical woman up.
Even if he held it back, he could not make himself laugh. What he had now was had only a prohibitive cold face.
Charlotte glanced at the strange Aaron, and wondered in her mind how she could get rid of Aaron later.
So that she could be alone with Luther.
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