Logically, Wilson Corporation's invitation should have been delivered yesterday. The fact that it was delayed by a day was probably the Wilson family sending a little lesson.But should she go?If possible, she certainly wanted to go—preferably attending with James.When James came home from work, before he could even release his exhaustion, he saw Charlotte walking toward him.He suppressed his irritation, loosened his tie, and asked like he was completing a task, "How was your day?"Charlotte helped him take off his suit jacket and said ingratiatingly, "Pretty good."James nodded and was about to head to his study when he noticed Charlotte looking at him with something to say.He stopped and stared into her eyes, his tone slightly cold. "What is it?"Charlotte bit her lower lip and pulled out the invitation. She asked tentatively, "James, the Wilson family sent an invitation. It's for Vivian's birthday party. Let's go together?"There had been all sorts of rumors lately abou
Charlotte sat across from James with some disappointment, staring absent-mindedly at the photo frame beside his hand. It was a picture of her and James together—one she had specifically brought over and placed in that spot. She was surprised James had kept it.She couldn't help but say disappointedly, "James, we both know perfectly well that Wilson Corporation's predicament was created by both Reynolds and Sanders working together. You've never cared about the Reynolds family's power, and you've always been at odds with Melvin. There's only one possibility—it's for her."Vivian had only ever hurt Sarah—it would have been decent enough for him not to kick her while she was down."Charlotte, why do you keep fixating on her?" He suddenly thought of those torn photos."I keep fixating on her?" Charlotte jumped up, her shoulders trembling as she was about to lose control.At the crucial moment, she still managed to restrain her emotions.She took a deep breath and said, "James, I won'
The receptionist didn't think to hide anything from Charlotte and told her everything that had happened today.Charlotte looked at the receptionist with a complex expression. Just then, the elevator arrived, and she got in with her thermos.James's office was on the top floor, so it only took a few seconds. When she stepped out of the elevator, his assistant was just walking out of James's office looking worried. He was startled when he saw her."Madam, you're here.""How is he?""Mr. Chancer has a headache. You should go in and see him," the assistant said, stepping aside.As soon as Charlotte entered, she saw James resting his chin on his hand, wearily rubbing his temples with the other. She walked over slowly, placed the thermos on the desk, and gently put her hands on James's temples to massage them.Without opening his eyes, James caught her perfume scent. "Charlotte, what brings you here today?"Charlotte said softly, "I realized it's been a long time since I came to have
He had thought the whole way about how to bring up Zachary's request to Sarah, but still couldn't come up with a good reason.He responded absentmindedly to Sarah's conversation, and Sarah noticed something was off with her cousin. “Is there something you want to tell me?"Melvin was slightly startled but decided to speak up. "Sasa, Vivian's twenty-fifth birthday party is coming up in a few days. The Wilson family is making a big show of it—they've booked the entire Mist Island Hotel and invited many people, including Sanders Corporation. But there's only one name on the list—yours."Sarah had heard about this event. She asked in confusion, "Do you want me to attend?""No," Melvin said gravely. "I want you to go with Zachary.""Go with him?" Sarah frowned deeply. Why was her cousin, who had always prevented her from having contact with Zachary, now bringing this up himself?Melvin didn't hide anything from her. "Vivian is about to lose her mind. She just needs one more spark."O
Melvin sneered, "Do you have any idea how much people have sacrificed to make the Wilson family suffer losses? And you dismiss all of that with a single word about profit."He stood up and looked coldly at Mrs. Sanders. "Let me tell you something—I've already formed an alliance with Reynolds Corporation. We're determined to take down Wilson. I don't want anyone stabbing me in the back, especially not my own mother. I didn't make a scene about the West Ridge incident last time, hoping you'd just go shopping and stay out of other matters. But if you don't, I don't know what I might do.""Are you threatening me?" Mrs. Sanders couldn't even swallow the food in her mouth.Melvin didn't deny it. "It's both a threat and a warning."He left the estate directly, leaving Mrs. Sanders staring in disbelief at her son's retreating figure.She sighed heavily and looked pitifully at Uncle Sanders. "Look at how your son talks to me, and you don't even say anything."But Shawn looked at her grave
"James! Have you lost your mind? Do you even care about me anymore? I gave birth to your child—is this how you treat me?" Charlotte screamed desperately.James finally reacted. He just looked up at Charlotte once, then continued with what he was doing.Charlotte sighed heavily and rushed out of the study. When she came back, she was carrying their son. She placed the baby on the desk covered with photos, stopping James's mechanical movements."Go ahead, keep doing it. If you're so capable, just throw your son away too," she said with red-rimmed eyes.Perhaps due to the oppressive, cold atmosphere, their son began crying intensely. A baby's wails were the most heart-wrenching sound. James gently picked up his son and patted his back. "Don't cry, baby. Daddy's here."Seeing James return to normal, Charlotte's legs gave way. She quickly grabbed the wall to keep from falling."James, look at our son. Stop thinking about that woman. Let's live our lives together," Charlotte said, walk