Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild-Chapter 1695: Are You Miss Zhan?
The next day, Charlotte Thompson did not go to the company with Justin Battleson; instead, she went directly to a private museum.
The museum wasnβt large, and it was very quiet inside. ππ£πππ ππππ¨π―ππ.ππ¨π
The sound of high heels was particularly clear on the floor. Charlotte pushed her sunglasses up her nose, glanced around, and did not hurry to find anyone. Instead, she walked to one of the exhibits and began to admire it seriously.
After a while, she heard footsteps behind her and turned her head.
The person who came was a middle-aged man, tall and impeccably dressed in a suit. He first scrutinized Charlotte momentarily, with a hint of hesitation in his gaze.
"Mr. Howard."
Charlotte was the first to break the silence. Looking at Grayson Howard in front of her, she smiled slightly.
"And you are Miss Zhan?"
Grayson Howard was still observing Charlotte, but he quickly gestured, inviting her to a nearby lounge.
"Miss Zhan, how did you get in touch with me?"
Looking at the mysteriously dressed Charlotte, Grayson Howard, who was seated, subconsciously rotated the ring on his finger.
"But for Mr. Howard, this doesnβt seem to be an important matter, so why waste time discussing it?"
Charlotte spoke calmly, her words leaving Grayson Howard momentarily stunned before he clapped his hands and said:
"Since Miss Zhan gets straight to the point, we wonβt need to waste more words. But Iβm curious why youβre so confident that Iβll definitely take what you have."
Grayson tightened his grip. Originally, he wanted to have a conversation to gauge the other partyβs intentions, but the topic was bypassed altogether.
Still, at this moment, Graysonβs curiosity was piqued.
"Miss Zhan, now that weβve met, I should have the right to know what it is you have, right?"
"It is a set of design blueprints."
Charlotte replied calmly.
However, her words made Grayson laugh, though when he spoke again, his voice turned somber.
"A set of design blueprints? Miss Zhan, is that your answer? Itβs somewhat unsatisfactory."
With that said, Grayson stood up and shook his suit jacket.
"Miss Zhan, I have some personal matters to attend to next; I wonβt see you off."
Graysonβs tone clearly indicated he wanted to end the meeting, but Charlotte remained seated without any intention of getting up.
Graysonβs reaction did not surprise Charlotte. She looked up at him, then took a file folder out of her bag and slowly pushed it in front of Grayson.
"Mr. Howard, this is not just any ordinary set of blueprints."
"Miss Zhan, which renowned designer is behind this set of designs? You should know every design draft in my possession is of immeasurable value."
"Unfortunately, itβs just the work of an unknown designer."
Graysonβs expression turned cold, and he began to grow impatient with Charlotteβs attitude.
"Miss Zhan, do you know what collectors do? Do you know what is truly worth their interest? Itβs not just some random sketches that catch their eye."







