Charlotte walked out of "The Pearl" with Zachary. No one would want to miss this exciting show, so everyone followed them. "The Pearl" had originally been crowded, yet it was suddenly empty when they left. Zachary's ultra-platinum limited-edition Bugatti Veyron was parked in his exclusive parking space. When Zachary got in the car, his handsome face peeked out of the car window and he said, "You’re going to race with me. Where's your car?" Charlotte kept calm, and the corner of her mouth rose slightly. "My car’s at home. It’s not here." She had just given birth and was still very weak. In order to beg Bryson to save her father, she had insisted on taking a taxi to get here. "Pfft! She doesn’t even have a car, yet she asked to challenge Mr. Connor. Is she an idiot?" "That was a dirty move. Is she playing tricks on Mr. Connor?" "No way! No one would dare to play any tricks on Mr. Connor. She wouldn’t have the courage to do that.” "Not necessarily. I think Charlotte Simmon
He had never expected the woman to be so desperate. He immediately turned the steering wheel without even thinking of dodging her bike. When that happened, the front of the car turned to the left sharply. Because the speed of the car was too fast, the tires of his Bugatti Veyron rubbed against the ground and sparks flew as his car drifted to the middle of the road. Charlotte had crossed the finish line before him. As they watched from a distance, the people who stood by the gate of "The Pearl" were shocked by the unexpected result. It took at least three seconds before someone said in a trembling voice, "This... How is this possible? Charlotte Simmons... She won..." Someone said bitterly, "Pfft! Did she win? That was clearly cheating, okay? She should be ashamed and embarrassed!" "Yes! That's right! This doesn’t count!" "Of course it doesn't count. Mr. Connor will definitely not marry her." Meanwhile, Zachary opened his door and got out of the car at the finish line.
Charlotte rode the gold bike back to the parking space outside "The Pearl". Sarah walked over to her while twisting her body with a sarcastic expression on her face. "I admire you very much. We women lose our worth after we get married or have children, no matter how beautiful we look. There are very few second marriages that end up being better than the first marriage. “You’re different. Even though you were kicked out of the house by Bryson, you still managed to find Zachary, who is even better. Sigh! I finally figured it out today. As long as a pair of shoes looks great, even if it’s worn, some people will still pick it up and wear it without thinking that it’s dirty." In other words, she was calling Charlotte a pair of shoes that had been worn by Bryson... Sarah was jealous of Charlotte for being the most wanted socialite in Rothesay. In the past, Sarah had always ridiculed Charlotte, so Charlotte was not surprised. She pursed her lips calmly. "Sarah, I‘ve heard several
Charlotte hailed a taxi by the side of the road. After giving birth, she had not rested well. Even though she was extremely exhausted, she’d kept on going. The moment she got into the car, her exhaustion struck like a flood. She settled in the car seat and fell asleep immediately. "Wake up! Wake up! We’re here!" Charlotte was woken up by the driver, who was shaking her. When she opened her tired eyes, the taxi had already entered the hospital. After Charlotte got out of the car, Lucas, who had a headful of gold curly hair, walked toward her and said, "He he... Remember me? Do you need me to reintroduce myself?" Charlotte cheered herself up and forced a smile. "My memory is not that bad. Zachary must have sent you here." Zachary... Because people had always used honorific terms when talking about Zachary Connor, very few people would call him by his first name. When Charlotte said that, Lucas was a little uncomfortable. He touched his oversized earrings. "Um… Yes, ye
"Paradise No.3." Charlotte and Bryson had been living in this home with her father before getting married. As she looked at the pictures of her and Bryson on the bedroom wall, she thought of Bryson again. Charlotte was beautiful and outstanding. She had been the target of many great guys since her high school days, but she’d only ever had feelings for Bryson. After meeting Bryson, she had eliminated every member of the opposite sex from her life and willingly filled her world only with Bryson. She’d posted pictures of herself and Bryson on the wall... There had always been a few extra pairs of shoes for Bryson in the shoe cabinet... There had always been custom-made clothes for him in the closet... "Miss, your parcel is here." A parcel was placed on the sofa by her servant, Tom Benson. Charlotte opened it and looked at the pair of silver knee pads in the package. Tears started streaming down her face. The month before Charlotte and Bryson had gotten married, Bryso
Alfred had been a butler for the Simmons Family for 30 years and knew Charlotte well. Although Charlotte did not answer him directly, he knew that Charlotte had consented. He sighed. "Even if you go, Bryson will act the same way he did last time. Why bother going?" Charlotte looked toward an unknown location in a daze as she said, "Alfred, just drive." Alfred had no choice but to start the car. About 20 minutes later, the car arrived outside the gate of the Platinum Coast villa. The door was shut. Charlotte could not help thinking about yesterday, when she’d stood alone outside the gate, waiting for Bryson after she had just given birth. So many things had happened in the past one day, and although it had just been over 20 hours, Charlotte felt like it had been a decade. "Miss Charlotte, are we going to keep waiting like this? Or should I just drive and hit the door? If we cause a ruckus, I don't believe that heartless man will still ignore us.” Alfred gritted his teeth i
Crack! With a clear metallic sound, the lighter lit up. Alfred was about to throw the lighter into the suitcase, but Charlotte stopped him. "Wait!" Alfred said, "Miss Charlotte, do you still have anything to reminisce..." Charlotte's eyes were determined and ironic as she replied, "I'll do it myself!" She then took the lighter and threw it into the suitcase. A suitcase full of items, including Bryson’s photos, clothes, watches, shoes, and the pair of knee pads Charlotte had customized for him, were all soaked in gasoline. When they were exposed to the flame, they instantly started burning fiercely. Everything that Bryson had ever given Charlotte was inside too. Each of those items contained a precious memory, but after the fire, everything turned into ashes. This also symbolized that her feelings for Bryson had completely turned into ashes. As Charlotte looked at the flames, she disappointed herself, as tears started flowing down her face without her realizing it.
"The Second Master didn’t follow you. He was just worried that Victor Rutherford would cause you trouble, so he sent someone to protect you in secret. But there’s no use saying this now, as the Second Master won’t waste any time on you in the future." Lucas handed over a contract, pushing it in front of Charlotte’s chest while he was speaking. "This is the prenuptial agreement that you signed yesterday afternoon. The first clause of the agreement states that you’re not allowed to have anything to do with your ex. The Second Master didn't do you wrong, did he?" Charlotte looked at the first clause of the agreement in a daze. Yesterday afternoon, she had reviewed the agreement before signing it. According to the agreement, if she violated any of the conditions, Zachary had the right to terminate the marriage... No matter the reason she had seen Bryson, she had violated the first clause of the agreement, and Zachary had not done her wrong! "I’ve been working for the Second Mas