CHARLOTTE FLAIRI waited, expecting a cold 'fine, let's do that' I was sure would come. After all, his true love was back now, and I was ready to step aside for her. I didn't want this anymore. Then, he said dismissively, his voice cold and sharp. "You don't know what you're saying, Charlotte. Just go home and rest. It's been a long night for me, and I need to rest my head." He's always been like this— giving orders and expecting me to follow without arguing. I didn't argue, I didn't protest. I just nodded, gave him one final look, and walked out of the room. Goodbye, Desmond Elliot. This was the last time you'd ever set eyes on me again. I'm done dealing with you, or anything to do with you. One day, when you found out the truth that I hadn't orchestrated that incident six years ago, I hope you wouldn't regret itI clenched my fist as heavy tears streamed down my cheeks. DESMOND ELLIOTJust as Charlotte walked out of the room, my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket a
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