Exiting Aaron's office, "Ms. Parkinson." Aarvi called her. She no more behaved like a jealous, dramatic fiancée. She didn't behave her usual self either but she was serious and colder.
Charlotte turned around accurately knowing the voice. A few words from Aarvi were enough for Charlotte to identify her voice and store it in her mind for a long time.
Her eyes brushed over Aarvi, top to toe. In ripped jeans and not so special top on it, Aarvi looked like any other college girl from a normal family unless you sense her appearance. She carried herself confidently and any dress on her looked stylish and trendy.
Charlotte had expected Aaron to choose a delicate girl for himself but she hadn't expected that girl to be simple instead of flashy and eye itching luxurious.
