“Mr. Blair, hello.”
Eleanor’s greeting made Andrew, who’d been staring at the ground, look up fast. Charlotte’s long lashes fluttered, like she was caught off guard too.
“Please, don’t call my brother in here...” Andrew pressed his palms together, almost begging.
If Anthony showed up, there’d be hell to pay.
“Yes, Mr. Blair. Thank you for coming all this way.”
Andrew leaned back, looking completely defeated. He glanced at Charlotte and whispered, “My brother’s a handful. Don’t be scared. If he gives you a hard time, I’ll protect you.”
Charlotte blinked, confused. There was a big question mark in her mind as she studied Andrew’s serious face. She couldn’t help but smile a little.
“And how exactly are you going to do that? One hand protecting your head, the other protecting me?”
Andrew went quiet, not sure what to say.
...
Half an hour later, voices drifted in from the hallway.
Steven was the first one through the door.
“Steven, long time no see.”
Because of Olivia, Steven and Ronald talked pretty often. As soon as Ronald spotted him, he rushed over with a big, eager smile.
“Good to see you.” Steven shook Ronald’s hand, but there was an awkwardness in his voice. “I heard Charlotte got into a fight at school. Is that true?”

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