“Whatever you say.”
Charlotte shot Anthony a sideways glance but didn’t argue.
“It’s still early. Let’s head inside and relax for a while.”
Anthony held ‘Sunset’ in one hand and Charlotte’s hand in the other. He walked her through the entrance, earning a few surprised looks from the staff and security. The main hall was reserved just for the Blair family. Outsiders were never allowed in. Did Anthony bringing her here mean she was the future Mrs. Blair? But… she looked so young.
There was still an hour before the banquet would start. Patricia, Lavinia, and Matthew were stuck in traffic. The villa felt almost empty.
“Grandma’s car is caught up on the road, so there’s no one outside to greet the guests.” Anthony led Charlotte to a quiet lounge area and asked someone to bring over a pile of snacks. He leaned down a little, his voice gentle. “I need to handle a few things. You can just hang out here, okay?”
“Go ahead.”
Charlotte settled onto the sofa with her phone, her response soft and indifferent.
“Don’t wander off…”
Anthony gave her chin a gentle squeeze, coaxing her. “I called Andrew. He’ll come keep you company soon.”
“You talk a lot.”
Charlotte finally looked up from her phone, her eyes resting on Anthony’s handsome face. She couldn’t help herself—she reached out and brushed his cheek with her fingers.
Anthony’s eyes turned a shade darker. He bent down and pressed a quick kiss to the corner of her lips. A little smile tugged at his mouth. “Be good and wait for me.”
He left the hall, still looking a little flustered. Charlotte watched him go, a small smile curling at her lips. Was he really that easy to get flustered? All it took was a little touch?
Not long after Anthony left, hurried footsteps echoed at the entrance.
“Charlotte!”
Andrew’s loud voice bounced around the hall.



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