Chapter199
Jaxson propped his elbow on the high-legged round table, leaning against it
I don’t know how long it has been
he gazed at her.
He was dressed in <b>a </b>very formal all–ck suit, with his short hair neatlybed and shiny. The Jaxson she knew was cold and indifferent, seeming indifferent to everything bus at this moment she <b>saw </b>a hint <b>of </b>a seemingly nonexistent heat in his eyes.
Charlotte tightened <b>her </b>grip on the wine ss and calmly looked away.
Jaxson’s gaze shifted as well, clinking sses with the person who came to greet <b>him</b><b>, </b>the two of them as usual pretending not to know each other in public
After
Javier extricated himmelf from the guests, he walked straight to Charlotte and said, There you are.”
“Have you finished chatting?”
He nodded <b>and </b>looked at Reynald.,
Reynald reached out his hand <b>for </b><b>a </b>handshake, “I have heard of Mr. Stafford’s <b>great </b>name.”
“Are you
Harold Steward’s grandson?” Javier shook his hand and quickly let go.
“Mr. Sufford knew my grandfather.”
“The elders at home know <b>each </b><b>other</b>, but I am not familiar with them.”
The two of them exchanged polite remarks, with <b>each </b>taking turns to speak, but between their words<b>, </b>there was an <b>indescribable </b><b>atmosphere</b>.
Charlotte was just about to turn and walk away when she suddenly bumped into the man nearby, her red lips brushing <b>against </b>his cor, leaving a mark.
Smelling the faint and familiar scent ofundry detergent on the man, she feltpletely overwhelmed.
Jaxson lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the lipstick mark on his cor, then lifted his eyelids to lock onto her, his voice low, “Miss, your lipstick
got on me.”
He was fine when he didn’t speak, but as soon as he opened <b>his </b>mouth, people around him all turned to look
Charlotte’s face looked slightly unpleasant, and in a sh<b>, </b>she smiled and replied, “Sorry, Mr. Hamilton, I didn’t notice With that, she took out a pack of tissues from her bag “Would you like me to wipe it for you?”
Jaxson didn’t move, nor did he take the tissues.
“What luck this woman has, not only standing next to Mr. Steward and Mr. Stafford, but also being approached by Mr Hamilton
“If you were as beautiful as her, you could <b>too</b>.”
people, different destinies.”
Charlotte pondered for a few seconds, smiled, Forget it, Mr. Hamilton probably wouldn’t use other people’s things, it was my rudene
She wanted to take back the tissue, but the man held her wrist.
Charlotte’s back stiffened, wanting to pull back, but the man held <b>on </b>tighter and chuckled, Didn’t you say you were going to wipe it for me?
She looked at him in confusion
There was always something strange about in
In from of a
audience, she couldn’t bring herself to reveal her identity and <b>nervously </b><b>asked </b><b>“</b>Can Mr. Hamalion <b>let </b><b>me </b>go now?”
He go
Charlotte took out a thour and handed it to him.
Jason <b>squinted </b><b>and </b><b>scrutinized </b><b>her </b>
Others did not know what the two were talking about, only that “Mr. Hamihan took the initiative to pull the woman, and the woman handed him tissues twice. There was will <b>lipstick </b><b>from </b>the <b>woman </b>on Mr. Hamilton’s cor, but Mr. Hamilion was not argo ”
one suspected whether Mr. Hamilton had <b>taken </b>a fancy to the femalepanion brought by Mr. Stafford
After this series of actions, <b>everyone </b>sus
“Mr. Hamikon didn’t answer, is he deliberately making things difficult for mypanion?” Javier walked over at this moment to help Charlotte out.
The heirs of two great families stood together, one elegant andzy, the other cold and stern, both a visual feast.
“Companion?” Jaxson took the tissue from her hand, smiling mysteriously, “I really had no idea that Ms. Sutton had such social skills to win the favor of Mr. Stafford,st time it was Mr. Steward.”
When Jasson said “Ms. Sutton,” everyone understood.
He was an acquaintance
I was even more curious about the identity of this “Ms. Sutton”
Charlotte stood calmly in the curious gaze of the crowd and calmly retorted, Mr. Hamilton doesn’t know <b>what’s </b><b>normal </b>after all we‘
In the man’s slight frown, she changed the <b>subject</b>, Not <b>familiar</b>.”