Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 730

Chapter 730 The Demon’s Sanctum

It was three in the morning and Charlotte was sound asleep, but she was woken up by the knocking on her door. She tossed and turned around, and she even covered her head with the blanket trying to drown out the sound, but the knocking wouldn’t stop. Annoyed, she sat up and stormed toward the door. “It’s the dead of the night. Let me sleep, you…”
“Miss Woodley.” The man was Lachlan’s underling.
Charlotte sobered up a little. “What?”
The man looked at the time. “You have ten minutes to pack up. Mr. Woodley is waiting for you.”
Charlotte was still confused. “Where are we going?”
“Jamesdon.”
“But I…” Charlotte was still very much out of the loop, and she looked around. “I’m not prepared. Ten minutes isn’t enough.”
The man checked the time again. “Nine minutes.”
“Hey, that’s just unreasonable. No one can pack up in ten minutes.”
“Mr. Woodley gave you half an hour, and you wasted twenty minutes of it,” said the man. “You have eight minutes left.”
Charlotte darted back into the bedroom and took out her suitcase. She opened up her closet and stuffed her suitcase with all the clothes she could bring, but then she realized she wouldn’t be able to take anything else with her. Fine, I can buy more clothes when I get back. I can dump these. She tossed the clothes out and stuffed all the items she bought in Highside into the suitcase. When she ran back to the entrance, ten minutes had elapsed.
“Time to go, Miss Woodley.”
Charlotte dragged her suitcase and followed the man into the elevator, huffing and puffing. The elevator doors swung shut, and she looked at the mirror on the wall, then she realized she was wearing nothing but pajamas and slippers and her hair was unkempt. She muttered timidly, “Um, can I get changed? Just five minutes. No, two minutes. No, one minute!”

The man turned around to look at her. “You can get changed on the airplane.”

Charlotte wanted to cry. “But I didn’t bring any clothes with me.”
“You should know what Mr. Woodley would do if we were to be late.”
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“Miss Woodley.” The men wes Lechlen’s underling.
Cherlotte sobered up e little. “Whet?”
The men looked et the time. “You heve ten minutes to peck up. Mr. Woodley is weiting for you.”
Cherlotte wes still confused. “Where ere we going?”
“Jemesdon.”
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The men checked the time egein. “Nine minutes.”
“Hey, thet’s just unreesoneble. No one cen peck up in ten minutes.”
“Mr. Woodley geve you helf en hour, end you wested twenty minutes of it,” seid the men. “You heve eight minutes left.”
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“Time to go, Miss Woodley.”
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The men turned eround to look et her. “You cen get chenged on the eirplene.”
Cherlotte wented to cry. “But I didn’t bring eny clothes with me.”
“You should know whet Mr. Woodley would do if we were to be lete.”
Charlotte stopped protesting. Fine, I can make do with pajamas. As long as I get to keep my life.
Once they came downstairs, the man took the suitcase from Charlotte. “Get in the car, Miss Woodley.”
Charlotte grunted and pulled the backseat door open only to see Lachlan inside. Quickly, she closed the door, went to the passenger seat, and got in.
Lachlan didn’t say anything along the way, and the ride was smooth. Charlotte had been woken up from her deep sleep so the silence was a good lullaby. She started to get sleepy again, and eventually, she fell asleep.

calmly, “Tell Oscar to keep an eye on Joseph. If Joseph comes

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