Kenneth’s voice was loud enough to rattle the walls. Charlotte just bent her knees and settled onto the edge of the makeup table, her eyes dropping for a moment. “It’s not what you think,” she said quietly.
“You don’t have to keep making excuses for that jerk.” Kenneth was pacing and scrolling through his phone, clearly worked up. He’d stuck his neck out to leave Lottie in Anthony’s hands, thinking Anthony would actually take care of her. Instead, Anthony had let things get so bad that Lottie was out here hustling for part-time gigs. Those voice-over jobs hardly paid anything, just a few grand for a whole project. How could she stand being treated like that?
“He’s just a pretty face with nothing behind it…” Kenneth muttered, pulling up Anthony’s contact. “Lottie, you should break up with him. Seriously, just do it tonight.”
Before he could hit call, Charlotte snatched the phone from his hand. Her brows creased, her long fingers tight around the phone, and her whole vibe screamed annoyance.
“You want to call him yourself?” Kenneth glanced over, suddenly unsure. “That works too. Might as well just get it over with on the phone.” Face to face was another story… He didn’t have the guts for that.
He waited, eyes glued to her, expecting her to make the call. Instead, Charlotte powered the phone off, tossed it on the table, and gave him a cold stare. “Don’t talk about him like that.”
“Huh?” Kenneth honestly thought he’d misheard. She was out here looking for part-time work, wouldn’t leave Anthony, and now she was defending him too?
“Lottie…”
“I’m here for a job. Anthony doesn’t know. Don’t drag him into it,” Charlotte replied, cool and calm, her legs crossed. “That’s it. I need to go talk about the job now. You should head home.”
“Wait.” Kenneth looked stunned. Her attitude caught him so off guard that he didn’t dare say another word about Anthony. He dropped his voice, trying to sound gentle. “Are you short on money?” He’d just given her twenty million not long ago, hadn’t he?
“No,” Charlotte answered, her tone flat. “I just think it’s fun.” There were reasons she didn’t want to get into. Her research at the lab was confidential, so she couldn’t talk about it. The work was expensive, and she didn’t want to pull the Gates family into it. And honestly, even if she tried to explain, Kenneth wouldn’t get it. It would just be a waste of time.

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