Billionaire's Match

Chapter 486 The person who had taken Charlotte wasn't a stranger-it was Winnie. Winnie had somehow appeared out of nowhere, tailing them all the way. Charlotte had been detained by Ethan's men at the hotel, so Winnie reported it to the police, who had broken in and taken her away. Now, Ethan's men were still stuck at the police station, waiting for him to arrive. For Ethan, this wasn't a major concern-it only meant making a few extra phone calls. What annoyed him was that Charlotte had been taken by Winnie. What was that woman playing at?

Did she have nothing better to do than stir up trouble for him? It was late, and Ethan couldn't very well go to the Olson family to get her. He had no real connection to them, and if the matter escalated, even if Winnie didn't get in trouble, he would be left with a mess. But Ethan knew Winnie had no influence in her own family. She couldn't possibly have taken Charlotte there. He decided to wait and see if Charlotte would return home. As expected, she wasn't home. ---- Fuming, Ethan kicked at her door, only then remembering that Charlotte's phone was still in his possession.

at school. Afternoon sunlight bathed her as she squinted, one hand shading her face. Youth radiated from her every gesture, wrapped in warm golden light. Leaning against the wall, Ethan stared at the image, mind suddenly tangled with thoughts. Charlotte lived in an old complex, its corridors narrow and dim. Soon, the motion-sensor lights went

to Khloe. Waiting here any longer was pointless-he might as well start preparing a countermeasure. Besides, Khloe wasn't in Goldmont. Even if she rushed back tonight, she had no grounds to interfere with the Morrison Group and Solara Energy's cooperation. Rationally, Ethan knew there was no real reason to worry. Even if minor mistakes were made, as long as the signing went smoothly, Clarice wouldn't hold him accountable. ---- But emotionally, he couldn't

her. Her brother got into trouble-he drove for hours to help. If she were an ordinary girl from a poor family, she'd have already thrown herself into his arms, ignoring all sense of propriety. Why didn't Charlotte show the slightest reaction? Clearly, her fondness for him was written across her face, yet she remained unshaken. The more Ethan