On her way to find Lucas Quinn, Charlotte Allison was invited by the elder's people to his lounge.
It was different from the last time they met at the ball.
Although the elder still wore a serious face, he had prepared gifts for her.
Pointing at seven or eight gift bags next to him, he said, "These are my meeting gifts for you as an elder."
"Both of our meetings were quite rushed. I didn't prepare last time, and this time the preparation isn't great."
"Next time we meet, I'll make it up to you with something better."
His tone was still the same, giving off a strict and critical vibe.
But judging from his expression, he's like a kind-hearted elder with a sharp tongue.
"Thank you for the gifts. As a junior, I didn't expect to meet you in such circumstances, so I didn't prepare anything. As you said, I'll prepare well for our next meeting." Charlotte responded politely and humbly.
