Billionaire's Match

Chapter 491 "Then go ahead and call the police." Charlotte didn't bother to say more. She knew that after doing what she had, her sparring with Ethan was effectively over. The only regret was that she couldn't avenge her friend, couldn't rely on her own strength to tear this despicable, vile man apart. Ethan turned, his voice trembling with barely restrained anger. " Beg me... maybe then I'll forgive you?" "| don't need your forgiveness.

Ethan, a scumbag like you- whatever | do to you, | won't feel an ounce of guilt." "Charlotte!" The words hadn't even left his mouth before he swung his phone violently. Charlotte hadn't expected such sudden fury; she barely had time to react. The phone slammed into her calf. Pain shot up her leg Seeing Ethan stride toward her, Charlotte didn't move. Her brows furrowed, eyes shut, head tilted back. She braced herself for his violence. It wasn't her first time. Growing up under her father's shadow, ---- Charlotte had learned early to live with pain.

as he raised his arm, his hand hovered, refusing to strike. For a moment, anger twisted inside him like a physical ache. Charlotte had shattered more than his fragile, forced confidence. She'd breached the false walls of his mind. And yet... why? Even a woman like her looked down on him? The cold words of Clarice from his childhood echoed in his mind. 'From now on, besides me, you have no one to

family's name, you're nothing but a pitiful orphan- bottom of the barrel, a worthless waste. 'The useless don't deserve love; the capable manipulate it. Will you be aman above all, or a mediocre fool who cries over petty emotions?" Ethan drew in a deep breath, veins standing out in his forearms as he clenched his fists. But after a long pause, he forced himself to suppress the storm inside. He cupped Charlotte's face with a firm grip. "Look at me." Her eyes