"Do you want to be an actress?" Harlow smiled at Charlotte's question. This woman, though overreacting at times, she was so loving and caring.
"No grandma. I'm here to submit my screenplay. Today was the deadline, but Claudia and her guards had disrupted it." Harlow sighed.
Charlotte felt so bad, she knew she was the cause of it. Maybe if Harlow hadn't been the first thing that left her mouth today. She has noticed that recently she has suddenly become so forgetful of things. Even to the smallest things.
Charlotte hoped it wasn't the same sickness from her previous life, she couldn't forget things again.
"I'm so sorry Harlow dear, it's my fault."
"It's not Grandma, don't blame yourself for it. You're not the one who asked Claudia to arrive today. I could apply to other companies and pick the highest pay of all." Harlow smiled.
"Now let's go for that appointment." She added.
