"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.

you admit to it?" Charlotte asked as she looked

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

or are you jealous that I still

by your side, these pasts are just a test to you. God has already

because it ends well doesn't mean

tell you, I am not worthy of Shane. I'm addicted

on the surface of Tiffany's skin.

touched her pocket, and found some gum and stuffed it into her

entertainment industry envied. Her simple and sweet appearance was gone forever. She was so dispirited that

this? Didn't Shane protect

Shane is, does he dare to mess with the entertainment industry? You don't know even who is behind it," Tiffany sneered. "Even so, as long as you didn't tell him about your sister, and

like this,

Charlotte was stunned.

of hatred. She felt that her gum had become the consistency of

by his side back

Charlotte didn't have the

only this simple sentence left in her

Did Shane like her?

think about it, but

Beep! Beep!

The car horn sounded.

head

revealing a superb side profile. "Get in

nodded her head, ran to the car, opened the

the driver's seat, Cole looked at them through the rearview mirror and joked, "Miss Charlotte, Mr. Fuller hasn't moved

"Miss Charlotte..."

the door waiting

Shane pursed his lips.

her eyebrows and said, "Thank you. I'm

this and started the

such a straightforward manner. In the past, he had waited for her, but she

his position. The two people's shoulders were touching. If there was a slight judder of the car, they would be caught off guard and

was said in psychology that the safe distance between people was one or more

because the distance between

was less than half a centimeter, much less

Tiffany say to you?" Shane asked in

who told her something they shouldn't have, she wouldn't have changed at

at him and

"I want to seek

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

interrupted her in a deep voice, "Don't believe a word she says. Don't change your mind for her." Charlotte shouldn't believe a

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