Charlotte wanted to go up and clarify things with Ethan, but Mrs. Turner held her back, "Let him go. The old man can handle it; otherwise, I would doubt if his twenty-odd years of political career were a waste."
Charlotte sighed helplessly and nodded. She wondered what Kevin Cliff would say if he were here? Surely he wouldn't be as headache-stricken as she was.
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In the blink of an eye, December's weather brought heavy snow, dressing the Small Town in a unique new outfit and showcasing its new charm.
There was still no news from Kevin Cliff.
Whenever Charlotte had time, she would visit the company briefly. If there was no need for her to personally intervene, she would leave everything to the team sent by the Hidden Sect, though there weren't many matters that required her attention except for some extremely important documents that needed her authorization.
She trusted Kevin Cliff's people just as she trusted him.
