Charlotte walked into the mansion in huge strides. She was putting on black pants and a blue crop top alongside a jacket. Her long brown hair was packed into a ponytail. She looked around only to see that the sitting room was empty. She brought out her milkshake and sipped it. "Where has everyone gone to? It's still morning. " She murmured and proceeded to go upstairs. In a fit of rush, she collided with Drake thereby spilling some of the drink on him. She was shocked to see him. "Oh, I am sorry, Mister. I didn't see you coming." She tried to wipe the already stained shirt. "It's fine. You must be Charlotte, Jane's friend?" Drake stretched his hand forward for a shake. "Yes...yes, you are right." She acknowledged. "I am Drake, nice to meet you." He introduced himself and Charlotte smiled. He wasn't bad looking himself. "Same here, Drake. I believe Jane is in her room?" "I believe so, yes." "Alright, thank you." She paused beside him and went upstairs.The prete
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