Chapter 812: Chapter 812

Justin Battleson didn’t normally cook, but Charlotte knew very well that his cooking skills were excellent.

"Delicious, Justin, I think if you opened a restaurant, it would definitely become an instant hit," Charlotte said to Justin Battleson.

Justin Battleson reached out to me and used his thumb to wipe off a bit of food residue at the corner of Charlotte’s mouth.

"Why?" Charlotte’s face turned red from his gesture.

She was no longer a child, how could she still get food on her face.

"Because I only want to cook for you," Justin said mildly.

"Then I certainly won’t pay the chef Justin," Charlotte said, propping her chin up, looking at Justin.

Justin lifted his gaze, his dark pupils holding only the reflection of Charlotte.

"I would find it as sweet as candy."

His thin lips parted slightly, saying so slowly.

Charlotte felt a sweetness blooming within her and, feeling a bit embarrassed, she gently bit her lower lip and averted her gaze.

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Charlotte lazily nestled in Justin’s arms while browsing a fashion magazine for inspiration, while Justin was organizing some documents on his tablet.

Neither of them spoke, yet there was a tranquil sense that time stood still.

Just then, Charlotte’s phone, which was placed to the side, began to vibrate. She reached out to grab it, but the phone, acting as if it were broken, started to vibrate incessantly.

This drew the attention of both Charlotte and Justin, and Charlotte watched as her phone’s screen flickered, refreshing with countless messages.

Charlotte blanked out for a moment, then picked up her phone only to discover these were private messages from Weibo.

How could so many people be messaging her privately all of a sudden?

At that moment, Coco called.

"Sister Charlotte, what’s this thing trending on the hot search?"

"Hot search? What’s happened now?" Charlotte frowned deeply, leaning close to Justin, using his tablet to refresh the real-time trending topics.

Charlotte suddenly understood, no wonder her private messages had exploded.

Wasn’t her own name there in the first trending topic?

＃CharlotteThompsonDivas＃

＃CharlotteThompsonBullying＃

Charlotte felt a headache coming on as she looked at the keywords trending on the search, when had she ever done such things?

Charlotte clicked on the trending topic and found a long post made by a small account.

Charlotte quickly scanned through it.

The gist of it suggested that she, using her status as Miss Thompson, acted like a diva during the filming of "The Birth of Beautiful Clothes," demanding the director to prepare a separate luxury rest area, arriving late for shootings, and even abusing the director.

Listing item after item, they seemed intent on creating a whole book of her transgressions.

Accompanying were a few photos, including one of the "rest area" the director had prepared for her.

As soon as this Weibo post was made, it sparked considerable discussion among netizens.

"No way, Charlotte doesn’t seem like someone who would act like a diva."

"Hilarious, Charlotte finally screwed up, didn’t she? I’ve always thought she looked mean and harsh."

"Above commenter, if Charlotte looks mean and harsh, then wouldn’t that make you look like a petty thief?"

"There’s no shortage of divas, and since she’s the bona fide Miss Thompson, acting a bit like a diva should be no big deal, right?"

"Who is this Charlotte Thompson anyway? Why do I keep seeing her on the hot search?"

"Aren’t the netizens being too harsh? She’s just a designer, not a celebrity in the entertainment industry."

"Regardless of her status or profession, at the very least there should be some respect for people, right?"