Charlotte initially wanted to take a step back, but Vincent had already quickly plucked a strand of hair and removed the fuzz on it.
"There, that's done."
Vincent, seemingly oblivious to Charlotte's reaction, spoke to himself.
Feeling somewhat awkward, Charlotte touched her own hair, ready to apologize to Vincent, but her wrist was seized, and a force pulled her back into a warm chest.
Charlotte looked up and saw Justin Battleson's rather stern profile.
When Justin had driven over just now, he had seen Charlotte and this man being very close, even holding her hand.
How could Justin endure that? He immediately got out of the car and walked over.
"You're here." Charlotte blinked at Justin Battleson.
She also noticed that he was gripping her palm tightly and quickly started to explain.
"Just now, there was some dirt in my hair, and Doctor Vincent helped me remove it."
"Hello Mr. Battleson, my name is Vincent."
