Chapter 9 I Wish Griffith Had Married Faith

The reading room fell silent. She felt a lump in her throat as she swallowed the fruit. She knew that Griffith would never compromise benefits for even true love, let alone for her, who was nothing to him. Despite that, her heart still wrenched when she heard how indifferent Griffith was.

Charlotte sighed. She picked up the plate and quickly went downstairs from another side before someone came out of the reading room. Shortly after she sat in the living room, the door of the reading room flung open. Griffith and Owen Scott came down the stairs one after another with a stern expression on their faces. While Griffith was always like that, it was clear that Owen was displeased.

Dinner felt rather awkward that night because Charlotte's eldest uncle and third uncle were not present. At the dining table, as the hostess, Priscillia was treating Griffith passionately. Charlotte noticed Griffith was clearly annoyed by the special treatment and found it amusing. It lightened up her mood.

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