CHAPTER 1593: CHAPTER 1593 RILEY THOMPSON’S FRAMING

Charlotte Thompson felt that there would be plenty of time in the future to enlighten Annie Anne.

After nodding at Annie Anne, Charlotte proceeded to the front desk to pay the bill, naturally not noticing the strange expression that flashed across Annie Anne’s face the moment Charlotte turned away.

She opened her mouth, seemingly whispering something towards Charlotte’s back.

"I’m sorry..."

...

"Mr. Battleson, the project with CA Group has been finalized, and the contract has been sent. Mr. White hopes to meet with you this afternoon."

After walking out of the meeting room, Michael Richard handed a document to Justin Battleson and reported some other matters by his side.

Justin Battleson took the document and was about to respond, but suddenly thought of something else, and after listening to Michael Richard, he raised his palm.

"This afternoon is not possible, arrange the meeting for tomorrow."

Saying that, Justin Battleson glanced down at the time on his watch, "To the film crew."

Justin Battleson hadn’t forgotten that Charlotte Thompson would be at the movie city today. Although Charlotte had informed Justin in advance that he need not come, he still made arrangements to free up his time.

Just as Justin Battleson left the company, he received a call from an unknown number.

Seeing the caller ID blank, Justin Battleson’s brow furrowed deeply.

It was his private number, and not many people knew it.

After hesitating for a moment, Justin Battleson chose to answer the call. His expression turned exceptionally serious upon hearing the woman’s voice on the other end.

"Is this Mr. Justin Battleson?"

Suddenly, Justin Battleson found the voice very familiar, as if a memory was slowly surfacing in his mind.

However, his silence did not affect the person on the phone, although her voice sounded quite nervous.

"Mr. Battleson, this is Riley Thompson. We’ve met a few times before; you should still remember me."

Upon hearing the name Riley Thompson, Justin Battleson’s gaze turned cold. He had no good impression of this person, and now that she knew his private number, suspicion arose in his heart.

But Riley’s next words made Justin Battleson pause slightly in his action to hang up.

"Mr. Battleson, where are you right now? Miss Charlotte, she seems to be in some trouble."

Hearing Charlotte Thompson’s name, there was a trace of fluctuation in Justin Battleson’s voice: "What did you say?"

"When I returned to the hotel, I accidentally saw Miss Charlotte seemingly entangled with someone, like a young man, tall and thin. Miss Charlotte looked a bit unwell, but eventually, she left with him. I’m worried she might be being threatened, so I contacted you, Mr. Battleson..."

"Where did you see them?" Justin Battleson interrupted Riley Thompson directly.

Riley seemed startled by Justin Battleson’s cold and hard voice, unable to respond immediately.

"Speak." Justin Battleson’s voice was particularly icy.

"Right here in the hotel... both our film crews are staying together, but Miss Charlotte and the other guy haven’t left yet."

However, right after Riley finished speaking, the call was abruptly disconnected without any warning.

After hearing Riley’s words, Justin Battleson naturally chose to contact Charlotte Thompson immediately.

However, the only response Justin Battleson received was a busy signal.

This caused the palm of his hand holding the phone to suddenly tighten.