CHAPTER 1599: CHAPTER 1599: GET OUT

But at this moment, Charlotte Thompson, no longer cared to read the various speculations within the comments.

She couldn’t figure out why Justin Battleson would meet Riley Thompson alone?

"Isn’t this the hotel where the film crew is staying?"

After watching that leaked video, Annie Anne immediately recognized the hotel in the video.

Upon hearing Annie Anne’s words, Charlotte Thompson seemed to have caught something, and immediately went to the hotel with her.

On the way, Charlotte’s face was frighteningly calm, a stark contrast to her earlier emotional outburst at the cake shop.

But the calmer Charlotte appeared, the more Annie Anne felt distressed.

With each of them lost in their thoughts, they quickly arrived at the destination.

However, for those eager media seeking gossip, their mobilization speed was very fast. By the time Charlotte and Annie returned to the hotel, a large number of reporters had already gathered outside the hotel.

If Charlotte walked over at that moment, it might cause quite a stir.

"I just asked the film crew, and there are media staking out at the back of the hotel, so we can’t get in at all." Annie Anne said, her expression serious as she put down her phone.

Charlotte, Riley, or Justin, any appearance by these three people would potentially push them into the limelight the media eagerly awaited.

Looking at the cameras set up at the hotel entrance, Charlotte took out her phone and made a call.

"Big Brother, I’d like to ask you for a favor."

After Charlotte hung up the phone, in just five or six minutes, the media and paparazzi originally surrounding the hotel all received a message simultaneously.

Their expressions varied in surprise, but in the end, they all chose to leave the hotel.

That call from Charlotte directly asked Henry Thompson to exert pressure on the major media outlets, forcibly making them withdraw all the reporters surrounding the hotel.

Although this scandal was a major news topic for the media, ultimately few were willing to offend a powerful family like the Thompsons.

Just as Charlotte and Annie appeared outside the hotel, some still tried their luck to secretly photograph them. However, before their cameras could be lifted, a group of men in black appeared outside the hotel and drove away the hidden paparazzi before entering the hotel themselves.

On the way to the third floor, Charlotte’s face showed no expression, but her unsteady footsteps betrayed her panic and helplessness.

All of Charlotte’s feigned calmness finally broke when she stood at the door, her raised fingertips even trembling slightly.

"Charlotte."

Seeing Charlotte’s reaction, Annie Anne originally wanted to raise her hand to comfort her, but her hand stopped midway, eventually tightening and withdrawing.

"I don’t believe he would do such a thing."

Charlotte’s eyes burned with intensity, her voice laced with coldness, and without hesitation, she pushed open the door.

The fragrance rushing out from the room made Charlotte furrow her already tense brows even tighter.

She looked around and finally heard a faint sound coming from the direction of the bedroom.

Though the bedroom door was slightly ajar, it was not enough to see what was happening inside.

Charlotte immediately stepped forward and found Justin Battleson sitting on the edge of the bed, pressing his forehead, his cheeks obscured by his palm, making it impossible to discern his current expression.

Upon hearing footsteps at the door, Justin seemed to glance at the person in the doorway, but the next moment he coldly said:

"Get out."