The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Lance thought, 'Damn! This old man is really blunt today.'

Wyatt continued, "And also, neither of your sons is Amelia's type. So why not pick one who's a better match for her?"

Lance wanted to keep discussing it, but when he saw that Wyatt didn't want to continue the conversation, he could only sigh in frustration.

Charles always enjoyed socializing with women. When his leg wasn't injured, he fancied himself as a casanova. He always had a knack for charming girls with his slick talk. Since Amelia didn't immediately turn him down, he tried hard to entertain her with his witty remarks.

But Amelia was different from any other girls he had met. She always appeared uninterested in what he said, showing no interest at all. He couldn't seem to get through to her, no matter how hard he tried. His throat felt dry, and frustration simmered inside him.

Charles thought, 'She's just the daughter of a mistress. If it wasn't for my injury, why would I choose her? What's so special about her anyway?!'

Astrid could see that things were not going well and felt worried for her brother. Some sneaky tactics were needed to make this work.

At that moment, Charles's secretary rushed over, but Astrid intervened. "Hey, where do you think you're headed? Can't you see Charles is occupied?"

little problem." The secretary's words were

spit it out. Why

previous secretary. He's waiting outside right

eyes flashed with a

heads-up and figure out how to deal with it. Right now, he can't just walk in without an invitation, but if Ms. Thompson

can leave Charles alone for now," Astrid said in a relaxed

"Yes, Ms. Iverson."

with mischief as she pulled out her phone and

competition is here trying to mess things up. I'll handle it for you. How

your eye on

Thanks so much, Charles-