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Charlotte pouted. “I said no such thing. There was no way you could have moved such a large amount of money in a day. Before you made that bet, you must have already begun the process of transferring. You knew that Danrique is too proud to accept help even when he needs it, which is why you’d found a way to sneak me in as a shareholder and use Nacht Group’s funds to save Lindberg Corporation. Did I get that right?” she asked as she twisted his ear.

Taking no notice of the pain, Zachary merely smiled as he helped her remove her coat.

“I’m asking you a question!” she pressed on indignantly.

“To the shower!” Zachary declared after giving her cheek a kiss.

Charlotte’s next question was stifled by Zachary’s lips upon hers.

Hot like a flame enveloping her, they rendered breathing and squirming impossible. The only thing left for her to do was to meekly accept the domineering display of passion.

Though Zachary was unwilling to discuss it, Charlotte understood the pains he had gone through for her. Though it looked as though he did it to set Danrique and Francesca up, he had also managed to put them in a position to help Lindberg Corporation.

Best of all, it did not embarrass Danrique and it did not make me feel obligated. We basically managed to do what we always wanted to with the aid of a corporate shroud. Not only did Zachary go through all the time and trouble, not to mention considerable resources to put this together, but he also had to endure my vicious tongue!

and insistence for things to be done his way, he grew to learn more subtle solutions and began to view business as an art of warfare. As an indirect result, his temper had also grown more mellow. It was a pleasant change for Charlotte and the children because adopting this temperament was a paradigm shift in the dynamics of their family as it anchored them with stability that was never

loving support behind her, Charlotte felt as if she was

had already shone through the window by the time Charlotte woke up to an empty room. Instinctively, she rose and walked to

and Ellie hid behind their father as he stood with his

by the children’s screams, Fifi

remained as safe as they could be behind his broad back. Fifi could not even peck at the children no

children not afraid, but they were also hardly able to stand

upon them and immortalized the memory in a warm sepia glow into

the sunniness of the day reflected in her mood. She watched the children, still

you. We’ll leave in half

right. I’m going

was leading the children back in to wash up for breakfast at the same time. “Mommy! Mommy!” the children squealed as they flocked around her.