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

"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

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.

Zachary's expression was indifferent. His brows, which looked like an ink painting, rose slightly as he said, "I know." Charlotte could hear a buzzing sound in her mind. "Since you already know, why are you doing this to me?" Zachary said expressionlessly, "Because of the first clause of the agreement. Read it." Lucas had already given the contract to Charlotte, so she picked it up, found Clause One, and read it out loud. "Under no circumstances are you allowed to meet your ex. If you have to meet, you must ask Zachary Connor for permission." "Read the first three words again. Every single word." Zachary commanded her nonchalantly, like a king who could not be defied. Charlotte felt almost controlled by him. "Under. No. Circumstances!" Zachary then said, "So, why did you ask me why?" Charlotte was speechless for a while. Zachary Connor was right, and she could not argue with him. At that moment, Zachary handed her a white parasol. Charlotte grabbed the handle of

The Hathaway Group was a large enterprise with 321 branches under its umbrella. It was also a legend in the business world of Rothesay. The CEO of the Hathaway Group was Zachary Connor. The 100-story building of the group’s headquarters was located in the center of Rothesay City. Charlotte was stopped by a security guard as soon as she reached the gate. "Please show your pass." Charlotte raised her face. "I am Zachary’s friend. If you know what’s good for you, you'd better not stop me." The security guard was so frightened by Charlotte that he trembled. This woman had dared to call Mr. Connor by his first name, so her background could not be simple. Although Mr. Connor had always been cold and uninterested in women, this woman was attractive and beautiful. She may be the lover Mr. Connor had been secretly seeing. Would he get in trouble if he accidentally offended her? The security guard was hesitant to let Charlotte in. At that moment, another security guard said, "I