Chapter 380 The Successor of the Design World
Charlotte had no time to care about Lisa. She turned her head and said in surprise, âLena! Youâre back?â
The tall woman turned her head and opened her arms to Charlotte. âI came back with the inspiration I wanted, but I didnât
expect that after such a long time, someone would dare to bully you?â
Lisa turned pale.
Charlotteâs senior sister, Lena Jenkins, was a cool and valiant beauty. She was also the first disciple of Mr. Rumba after
the accident. She had won countless awards, and the media called her the successor of the design world.
It was also because of her that it proved that Mr. Rumba was indeed qualified to be a teacher and became a teacher from
then on.
Charlotte had a good relationship with her, so she threw herself into the arms of her senior sister without hesitation.
Lena hugged her with satisfaction and said, âItâs only been half a year since we last met. How can anyone talk nonsense
in front of you?â
Charlotte chuckled and looked at Lisa apologetically. âLena is humorous. She was just joking with you.
You wonât mind,
will you?â
The smile on Lisa was stiff. âOf course notâ¦â
Charlotte just said it casually. She didnât wait for Lisaâs answer at all. She took Lena to the terrace nearby. Obviously, she
had something to whisper to Lena.
Lisa looked at Gideon pitifully. âIs Charlotte angry with me? And Lenaâ¦â
âDonât worry,â Gideon said gently. âThey never take such trifles to heart.â
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It sounded like a comforting remark, but Lisa could hear the sarcasm in his tone. Gideon wanted to say something more,
but Gideon just smiled gently and turned to leave, ignoring her expression.
Lisa stood still.
After Charlotte left, Joe did not stay any longer. He turned around and went in another direction.
He casually called out to an attendant and Joe took a glass of champagne from his hand and stood aside. Before he could
drink it, a woman suddenly bumped into him and knocked over the glass in his hand.
Joe frowned. He had often encountered this kind of simple trick, but he happened to be distracted, so he didnât notice it.
âIâm sorry. Iâm sorry!â The woman took out a handkerchief in a panic and reached out to help Joe wipe it.
Joe avoided her indifferently. âThereâs no need.â
The moment Joe saw the woman, his brows furrowed even more tightly.
The woman in front of him had a gentle temperament and an outstanding appearance. She always gave Joe a faint sense
of familiarity.
Seeing that he was looking at her, the woman moved closer to him and said in a low voice, âThereâs something wrong with
the glass of wine just now. Mr. Smith, please be careful.â
After saying that, before Joe could respond, the woman returned to her original position and left with a reserved nod.
She didnât hesitate at all.
Just then, Jack came over with his suit jacket and handed it to Joe.
âThat woman just nowâ¦â Joe frowned. He couldnât tell where that familiar feeling came from.
Jack followed his gaze and only saw the womanâs back. âIs there anything wrong with her?â
Joe was silent for a moment, then shook his head. âMaybe I was wrong. You can try to inquire about her.â