A shy blush appeared on Charlotte Madris's face as she lowered her eyes and softly called, "Mr. Burton."
Steve Burton's expression was slightly indifferent as he walked to the wooden chair in the pavilion and sat down. He looked at Charlotte Madris for a moment before saying, "Ms. Madris."
Charlotte Madris hadn't expected Steve Burton to know her last name, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes. She smiled with curved lips but didn't speak.
Steve Burton sat casually, and his natural elegance gave off a leisurely and unrestrained aura.
Just as Charlotte Madris was hesitating whether she should make conversation with Steve Burton or leave, he briefly looked up at her, the corners of his mouth curving slightly, "Ms. Madris, your high heels are so tall. Aren't you tired? Sit down and take a break."
As he spoke, Steve Burton pointed to the seat beside him.
