Chapter 877

Ever since Charlotte discovered that her grandfather and Lysander’s grandfather had once verbally agreed to betroth them to each other, she had clung to this engagement, proclaiming herself to be Lysander’s fiancee..

And Zephyr had never denied it.

It was with Zephyr’s silent agreement that Charlotte had always publicly claimed to be Lysander’s betrothed..

But now, the last shred of connection she had with Lysander was severed by Zephyr’s own words.

From now on, Charlotte had nothing to do with Lysander.

She had plotted and schemed to eliminate all other women from Lysander’s life, hoping to finally have a chance to stand by his side, perhaps even as his wife.

But her carefully laid plans had backfired and now, even the faintest of connections was cut off by Zephyr himself.

The blow was too much for Charlotte, and she staggered backwards, her body shaking.

Seeing the determination in Zephyr’s eyes, she knew that pleading with him was futile. Tearfully, she looked towards Amelia, hoping to grab her arm and beg for her help.

Amelia said scornfully. “I gave you that bracelet out of

bit her lip, looking at Amelia with a mixture of hurt and anger, wanting to say something

instructed his bodyguards, “Please escort Ms. Ravensong out, and ensure she is not allowed at any Sinclair family

towards Charlotte

a step back and shouted, “Don’t touch me!”

she looked at Lysander. She was trembling, but her voice was firm. “Lysander, I am the woman who

did not follow her.

had been watching the scene, hesitated for a

gaze then fell on

accomplice in the plot against Thalassa. Susan was

icy stare, her

out!”

instantly grabbed Susan by the shoulders and forcefully led

ouch, ouch, be gentle…” Susan whimpered, her shoulder felt like it was about to be crushed. Tears

eyes.

no mercy. They dragged her out of the banquet hall and threw her

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