Chapter 570
A rare, gentle smile softened Kevin’s serious face. “Mr. Blair isn’t here yet. Your grandpa and your brothers are upstairs. Go hang out with them for a bit.”
Charlotte nodded and started up the stairs.
As she disappeared from view, Samantha’s eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“What’s up?” Kevin asked, watching her expression.
“It’s nothing,” Samantha replied, her brow furrowing. “I just wonder if Lottie’s short on money for clothes. Why else would she wear a turtleneck in the middle of summer?”
Charlotte headed down the hall to find Robert, but bumped into Roger and Kenneth along the way.
“Lottie, you’re back!” Robert called out, his face lighting up as soon as he saw her. “Grandpa.” Charlotte went over to him, all smiles and sweetness. “I’m doing well.” Robert gave her a quick once-over, then grinned even wider. “Good. Looks like Mr. Blair really took care of you.”
Charlotte didn’t say anything. Neither did Roger or Kenneth.
“When Mr. Blair gets here, you need to thank him properly, alright?” Robert said, his tone gentle.
Roger and Kenneth exchanged looks but said nothing. Charlotte just nodded, looking a little guilty.
After chatting a while with Robert, the three of them left his room and headed next door to Kenneth’s.
Charlotte flopped onto the sofa, legs crossed, her face blank.
Roger and Kenneth stood in front of her, side by side, eyes locked on her like they were waiting for her to confess something.
“This isn’t the right time to tell everyone about your relationship,” Kenneth spoke up first.
If their grandpa found out now, his opinion of Anthony would tank. A twenty-eight- year-old guy going after an eighteen-year-old girl…
“I agree,” Roger added. “You two need to be extra careful. Don’t let anything slip.”
“Especially around your aunt
Roger cleared his throat, his.
deadly serious. She’s sharp. Nothing gets past her.”
“Kenneth, you should warn Anthony,” Roger said.
“Anthony knows what he’s doing,” Kenneth answered, but he frowned at Charlotte who just sat there dikë. she couldn’t care less. “Are you even listening?”
“Hm?” Charlotte glanced up, blinking. “Yeah.”
Kenneth started to say something else, then suddenly froze. He’d just spotted a faint red mark right below her
. His breath caught. “You
two
Roger noticed it too.
A turtleneck, a red mark…
It was almost too obvious.
“Anthony Kenneth fumed, crossing his arms, and muttered under his breath, “Unbelievable.”
A little while later, Charlotte got a text from Anthony.
He was here.
Before she could answer, a maid knocked on the door. “Charlotte, Andrew, Kenneth, your guest has arrived.”
Kenneth rolled up his sleeves, his jaw tight. “He actually dared to show up.”
Roger leaned in and whispered, “If you’re gonna do something, make sure no one’s watching.”
Charlotte shot Kenneth a warning look. “Don’t you dare lay a finger on him.”
Kenneth just glared back, speechless.