"Charlotte, your words are really hurtful!"
"What do you mean by I just played with her!"
This man was truly a bit angry, actually, this was the first time Lucas Knight had a conflict with Charlotte since they met, and indeed, her words were hurtful.
Edward White was no longer willing to remain stubborn with her, angrily stood up, towering at one meter eighty-eight, standing up made him much taller than her, adding a sense of oppression.
The man exuded a frosty aura, grabbed his coat, and rushed out the door!
Their arguing voices were loud, and on the second floor, even Eva Nightingale, who was sleeping, knew about it.
Upstairs, a maid worried that the quarrel might lead to something, thus directly informed Eva Nightingale: "Young Madam! Downstairs, Ella White and Miss Charlotte had some disagreement. This is the first time I've seen the two of them clash so fiercely in all these years."
Eva lifted her head from the bed, looking serious: "What's the quarrel about?"
