Chapter 57 His Concern

The surrounding temperature dropped in an instant.

The man's gaze changed. He coldly called out her name. "Charlotte Simpson."

Charlotte immediately shifted his gaze away. However, his tone was still not good. "I have someone to take care of me. There's no need to bother Mr. Matthews. You should take care of the person that you ought to take care of."

Vicente sneered. "What are you trying to say?"

Charlotte did not believe that he did not understand what she meant. He said mockingly. "Could it be that I blocked the bullet for Mr. Matthews last night, and then Mr. Matthews treated me differently?"

Vicente's expression became even colder.

Before he could open his mouth to speak, Charlotte actually smiled and said. "Mr. Matthews ought to know what kind of person I am. If you want to compensate me, then the price on the table would be even better. Isn't it less than eighty million?"

A bright smile appeared on his pale face. His life was more valuable than 80 million.