Denny was in the study.
Beatrice was enjoying the cool air in the garden on the third floor.
When she saw her son, she stood up happily. "Why are you here today? Did your father tell you that we’re bringing Jessica back? Are you happy about it?"
Charlie remained expressionless.
Although he wasn’t angry, his emotionless, dark gaze was still quite intimidating.
"Charlie, why are you looking at me like that?"
Beatrice touched her face nervously.
Charlie waved his hand politely. "Please, sit down."
Beatrice sat down.
Charlie followed and sat as well.
"Have you eaten dinner? Do you want some melon?"
She picked a slice of melon from the fruit plate and passed it to him.
"Mom, I have someone I like now. You should already know about it, right?" Charlie suddenly said.
Beatrice froze,
