Louis stood at the doorway of the study room, staring at Zachary fearfully.

When he finally collected himself, he was surprised to discover a small handgun in his hand. Louis hastily stuffed the weapon into his shirt sleeve.

“What’s it got to do with you?” Charlotte remained as hostile as before and continued, “I’ve cut ties with you since the moment you threw me out on the wedding and forced me to leave without my child. You have no right to interrogate me about the men I date or marry.”

“Is this your way of saying that y-you were together last night?” Zachary seemed to ignore her statement, obsessed with only knowing what had happened the night before.

Charlotte steeled herself and answered, “Yes.”

Technically, I was together with Louis last night. He’s the one asking vague questions.

 

“Great! Just great!”

hopes were utterly destroyed, along with his earlier composure. His gaze turned dangerous as he emanated

 

initially thought that this was an elaborate hoax by the Laurent family to prevent him

a victim of drugging. Even if anything happened between Louis

any sadness or regret. Instead, she behaved as if she

that Sherlyn

given him a

chipped away at Zachary’s fantasy of

bearing false hope. She’s changed a great deal since returning, and she’s no longer the Charlotte of my past. How

as he glared at Charlotte like a starved

for bringing Jamie to visit me, and I’d be grateful if you could allow him to stay for a few

about the children as if last

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