"What's the difference?" Shane pressed forward step by step. The moonlight shone on him, making him look particularly dark.

"What do you think?" Charlotte retorted, "At least, from my daughter's point of view, you are very special."

"If the person from back then wasn't me, would I be very special as well?"

"Mr. Fuller, you're so smart and wise. You're definitely able to understand that the person from back then couldn't be anyone else, so you're special. The only thing that can change is the result, not the process," Charlotte replied as if it was a matter of course.

Thank God she had been watching a TV series about time travel recently.

In theory, even if there were countless kinds of results when you went from A to B, the process was always the same. In short, no matter how it changed the past, there would be a future.

Therefore, even if they went back to the beginning, what changed was the result of the future, not the past.

Shane, on the other hand, was amused by

Charlotte's serious expression. He chuckled, turned around, and stopped looking at her.

"Did I say something wrong?" Charlotte thought that he was angry.

"No."

"Then..."

"Go to sleep."

"What about you?" she asked.

Shane turned around and put his arm around her shoulder. "Let's go together."

Charlotte's ears felt warm, and she followed him out with some reservations.

Her heart was almost jumping out of her chest.

Tiffany admitted that she wanted to kill Charlotte.

Even the best lawyer could not refute it. After all, the defendant admitted it herself.

She was arrested, sentenced, and sent to prison.

This process was so smooth that even Charlotte did not have time to accept it.

When Tiffany was taken to the police station to settle everything, Charlotte felt uneasy in her heart, so she asked to see Tiffany.

Shane didn't want her to go, but Charlotte was very determined in her demand, so he had to ask someone to take her.

There was only a glass plate between them.

admit to it?" Charlotte asked as she looked at

I didn't have any choice. So what if I stay free? I'm still treated like a pet dog. Charlotte,

that my parents have died, or are you jealous that I still

by your side, these pasts are just a

always suffering. Just because it

worthy of Shane. I'm addicted to drugs. If I don't take them, I will suffer worse every

on the surface of Tiffany's skin. Charlotte's scalp suddenly felt numb and

pocket, and found

everyone in the entertainment industry envied. Her simple and sweet appearance was gone forever. She was

it like this? Didn't Shane protect you?" Charlotte found it hard to

is, does he dare to mess with the entertainment industry? You don't know even

been like this, but

Charlotte was stunned.

hatred. She felt that her gum had become the

keep you by his side back then?

spoke, Charlotte didn't have the heart to

only this simple sentence left in her

Did Shane like her?

she didn't think about it, but she didn't dare to think

Beep! Beep!

The car horn sounded.

to reality and raised her head

revealing a superb

ran to the car, opened the door, and sat in the

at them through the rearview mirror and joked, "Miss Charlotte, Mr. Fuller hasn't moved his gaze for a second. He has been staring at the door." "Cole," Shane said in

"Miss Charlotte..."

the door

Shane pursed his lips.

eyebrows and said, "Thank you. I'm

this and started the car

surprised. Charlotte had never expressed any request in such a straightforward manner. In the past, he had waited for her, but she never

that moment, Charlotte quietly moved a little toward his position. The two people's shoulders were touching. If there was a slight

that the safe distance between

because the distance between them

less than half a centimeter, much less half

you?" Shane asked in a deep

her something they shouldn't have, she wouldn't

him

you think that you're not affected by her words?" "I want to seek confirmation myself for what she said." "What did

"It's nothing. Let me..."

word she says. Don't change

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