Chapter 922

Naomi froze, staring at Scott's retreating figure. She opened her mouth to say something, but all of a sudden, she turned to Charles. "Charles, the suitcase…" "I'll help you take care of it. We'll meet at the departure hall," Charles interjected before she could even finish her sentence, smiling. His smile was just as understanding and gentle as she knew it, without even a single hint of annoyance or displeasure. Naomi stared at him. She had plenty of things on her mind that she wanted to say to him, but she could not bring herself to utter a single word. Charles could sense this, but did not push her and instead just smiled. "Just go, Naomi. It'll be easier if you don't have to worry about your luggage, so I'll keep an eye on it for you. Don't worry." All of a sudden, something occurred to him, and he added playfully, "Or do you want me to go with you?" He was joking, but there was a hint of expectation in his tone. He gazed at her sincerely, as though trying to gauge her react