"Even if it's not about a band, it must be related to that sort of thing."
Charlotte watched Jordan's departing figure and couldn't help but shake her head.
Then she slapped her forehead, finally remembering Jonathan, who had gone to challenge Justin Battleson alone.
Now that Justin had returned, where was Jonathan?
"Where's Jonathan? You didn't beat him to a point where he couldn't stand up, right?" Charlotte was already bracing for the worst.
"Do you think your husband is that cruel?" Justin helplessly flicked Charlotte's forehead.
Charlotte winced in pain, casting a somewhat reproachful look at Justin.
"Jonathan probably is..."
However, before Justin could finish speaking, Jonathan's voice came from the doorway.
"Justin Battleson, this time I'm joining forces with Jordan. There's no way we can't beat you!"
Although he strode in with heads held high, the grass clippings on his clothes were hard to overlook.
Charlotte then glanced at the spotless Justin.
