Kingstown Hotel.
Charlotte Allison had arranged to meet Vincent Vance here.
But when she pushed open the private room door and found it was Jackson Vance waiting for her instead, her heart inevitably cooled, though she wasn't surprised.
After all, Vincent Vance was part of the Vance Family and would inevitably reach this point.
Jackson Vance had tidied himself up specially, wearing an expensive suit. He still exuded the same warmth as before, with a smile on his lips, giving off the vibe of a friendly older brother from next door.
"You're here, sit down. I ordered your favorite dishes," he said as he stood up considerately to pull out a chair for Charlotte Allison.
She sat down, glanced at the time, and said, "Mr. Vance, say what you want to say. I have a flight to catch at nine."
This time, she really needed to be on a business trip for two days.
