Charlotte stared at the Rolls-Royce Phantom and recalled how a similar car had run into the cab she was in with her kids when she first arrived from the rural areas.

The man in the Rolls-Royce had been severely injured, and the blood from his wound had covered the wolf head tattoo on his back.

Charlotte knew that he was the man from four years ago, but the car and the man disappeared before she could take a closer look at him.

She had neglected to take note of the car plate number, but she knew that there were only three of this model in C Nation and only thirty-five worldwide.

Could Zachary be that gigolo?

“Ms. Windt? Is everything alright?” Raina asked.

“I-I’m fine! Charlotte said, startled by her voice. “I’m honored to be able to ride in such a luxurious car.”

“Take it as a treat from Mr. Nacht,” Raina said, grinning. “Shall we go?”

“Alright.”

Even as she took her seat in the car, she continued to rack her brains in an attempt to recall the car plate number of the Phantom she saw that day.

 

“Um, Dr. Langhan?” Charlotte asked tentatively. “Was Mr. Nacht injured not too long ago?”

she knows the answer!

“He’s the only heir of the Nacht family, and his safety is of the utmost

nodded slowly. He’s not injured? Was

the infinity pool on the office roof the last time she bumped into him, and he looked

person won’t be well enough to go

I got

you ask?” Raina

was just wondering if his bad temper was because of some kind of injury…” Charlotte stammered, trying her

a really nice person, you

Charlotte failed to notice

and stared at the scenery outside. How

arrived at the Whites’ residences, formerly the

a group of familiar figures

Aunt Amanda is right…Dad’s

at the entrance, dressed to the occasion and extending

but sigh. Isn’t this how it used to be back when Dad

would come to us every day with all those

pretty sure there’s

to be amongst the guests, but he had

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