Robert’s mood took a nosedive. “Lottie, Grandpa just wants to make it up to you.”
His voice sounded pitiful, and Charlotte couldn’t help but frown. Why was he so desperate for her to spend his money, and actually upset when she didn’t?
She pressed her lips together, then glanced sideways at Shirley, who was packing her things. The corners of Charlotte’s mouth curled up. “Fine. I’ll spend it.”
Just like that, Robert’s mood turned sunny again. He reminded her again and again not to be shy. When the time came, she just had to mention the Gates family name and someone would come settle the bill.
“Got it, Grandpa.” Charlotte replied sweetly, hung up, and raised an eyebrow at Shirley. “Wanna go shopping?”
“Huh?” Shirley looked confused, clutching her backpack, her face turning pink. “I don’t have any money.”
“You’re coming with me.”
“But…” Shirley hesitated, biting her lip.
“If you come with me, I’ll get you Kenneth’s autograph.”
Charlotte didn’t even wait for a response. She pulled Shirley over to her side.
Kenneth’s autograph? Shirley’s eyes immediately sparkled.
“Ten photos. And he won’t be wearing a shirt.”
“Oh my god, I’m in! I’ll go, I’ll go!” Shirley was practically floating. “Even if my feet fall off today, I won’t complain!”
Andrew, who’d overheard them, frowned and gave a little snort. “He’s just some celebrity. Is he really worth all that excitement?”
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