"I hope so, but the matter that made Charlotte sad can only be the last time."
With that, James Thompson gave Justin Battleson a warning look and didn't wait for Justin to respond. He turned straight around and walked away.
The moonlight was clear, but on this calm night, some people still found it hard to sleep.
"Smack!"
The crisp sound of a slap instantly filled the quiet room.
Riley Thompson staggered and fell to the ground. She pressed her cheek, the spreading pain on her skin causing her to frown uncontrollably.
She turned her head to look at the pair of leather shoes in front of her, her body instinctively shivered.
"I had everything arranged for you, but what did you do?"
Leon Battleson reached out and pinched Riley's cheek. Although his face was very calm, his gradually tightening fingertips revealed his anger at that moment.
