Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild-Chapter 1683: Tampered Clothing
"I don’t have time to listen to your useless nonsense. Weren’t you going to the hospital with me to see my daughter? Let’s go now!"
The middle-aged woman ignored Charlotte Thompson’s actions, quickly changed the subject, and walked out of the company.
Charlotte followed closely behind the middle-aged woman.
However, just as the middle-aged woman stepped out of the company lobby, Charlotte swiftly moved ahead of her, reaching out to grab the bundle of clothes in the woman’s arms.
This action completely took everyone present by surprise.
Ironically, the first to react was the little boy beside the middle-aged woman.
He had initially intended to push Charlotte away, but to everyone’s shock, as he raised his hand, his sleeve suddenly ignited.
Everyone jumped in fright, and the little boy screamed loudly, his face pale with terror.
However, Charlotte was quick to respond. She immediately took off her coat, covered the boy’s arm, and smothered the flames.
The little boy, terrified, cried uncontrollably, his face ashen.
Charlotte wasn’t faring much better, seemingly caught off guard by the situation as well.
She glanced sideways, initially intending to look toward Justin Battleson behind her, but Justin had already walked over to her side and grabbed Charlotte’s palm, examining it carefully.
"Help is on the way," Justin said, his expression somewhat grim.
Yet his words offered Charlotte some comfort.
"Son! Son!" the middle-aged woman finally reacted. She yelled oddly and ran to her son’s side.
"What did you do to my son? Do you want to kill him too?!"
Before the middle-aged woman could reach out to push Charlotte away, a group of people suddenly emerged from the crowd, surrounding the little boy with various instruments and equipment in their hands, seemingly for examination.
"What are you doing? Who are these people?"
Charlotte glanced at her somewhat reddened palm but ignored the middle-aged woman’s interrogation, instead turning to the cameraman who was closest to her.
"What did you record just now?"
The reporter was puzzled by Charlotte’s question but still lowered his head to check his camera.
At this point, the middle-aged woman was already highly agitated. She initially wanted to hold her son but hesitated.
Seeing her son whimpering, the middle-aged woman vented her anger on Charlotte.
"What sorcery did you use? What did you do to my son just now? Our family has no grudge against you, why are you trying to harm us?"
"Yes, I have no grudge against you, but you, you disregard your own daughter’s life to falsely accuse me!"
Charlotte’s face had turned icy.
However, as soon as Charlotte finished speaking, the reporter exclaimed.
"What is this thing?"
The reporter’s voice drew the attention of everyone around.
Their gaze followed, and upon seeing the footage in the camera, everyone displayed extremely peculiar expressions.
"The fabric of the clothes is perfectly fine; it’s you who has the issue."
At this moment, Charlotte stepped closer to the middle-aged woman, "Or rather, it was you who tampered with the clothes."
The middle-aged woman instantly looked guilty.
