Aunt Charlotte The Patriot Novels & Stories

In fact, it looked like he was the same age as her or even younger. He was sitting next to Rosalia, her aunt who was her father's sister. Due to having a good relationship with Rosalia, Charlotte immediately approached the aunt and greeted, “Aunt Rosalia.” Rosalia smiled gently, “You must be very tired. I am so sorry, I'm here on short notice.” Charlotte, who still didn't understand, just nodded without daring to glance or ask her aunt about the young man sitting next to her. “Rosa, get on with it,” Charles said, impatiently.

So even though they moved out, the villa was still left behind. Over the years, Greyson has always hired people to come and clean. It's been over a decade now, but it's not much different from Charlotte's childhood memories. She looked at the familiar layout and familiar sofa, and heard the lively noise outside. Charlotte just dropped her water cup and ran out, "Uncle Dwayne! Aunt Paityn!" Haven't seen each other for over a year, now seeing Charlotte, her eyes immediately turned red. Paityn Villanueva opened her arms, Charlotte hesitated for a moment, then ran over and hugged her, just like when they were kids, snuggling in her arms and said, "Aunt Paityn."

There were ups and there were downs, but we had each other. And as I said, Charlotte did try to pull some stunt, that too on Kat’s first birthday. She cornered me, while I was feeding Kat. I don’t have a choice but to listen to her rant. This time she went too far when she included Kat in her choice of words. Unbeknownst to her, Raphael was listening from behind her. And I never let her know of his presence. Why would I? When I was getting a thrill from seeing Raphael’s face when he finally learned about his ‘sister’. After that, let’s just say, aunty Charlotte went for a Long vacation from where she never returned. ‘I’m sorry Erica. I should have trusted you. When did she become this ugly?

The older woman rushed forward, and Charlotte’s eyes welled up with tears. “I’ve missed you so much, Grammie,” Charlotte said. “Good afternoon, Mr. D’Arc. I’m North St. John,” he said, and shook hands with Charlotte’s grandfather. “So… this is who your father set you up with,” Grammie said, and looked North up and down. “He’s nice, Grammie, you can leave the shovel in the garage,” Charlotte said, with a chuckle. “He’s not forcing anything on you? You know I don’t agree with all this arranged bullshit. Your father fell on his head one time too many as a child.”

Camila said, making Charlotte smile. "At first, I hesitated. I was even worried because at your age, you still haven't shown interest in anyone, and when you called yesterday, there was a surge of happiness in my heart. Finally, I could give you this heirloom hairpin from your mother, but on the other hand, I also felt anxious. Because I had never heard that you were close to a man, but suddenly you were going to get married. Of course, I immediately flew here to see you," Charlotte said, making Camila purse her lips. She felt surprised, as did Pedro. It turned out that Charlotte felt such a big worry for her. So, Camila finally pulled Charlotte into her embrace, hugging the aunt who had bee

The maid asked. “No, I am good…” Peace took the tray towards Charlotte's room, before opening the door she took a deep breath and knocked. “Come in!” She said. Peace opened the door to see Charlotte sitting beside the window writing something. “Your breakfast.” Peace places the tray beside her. “Oh! It’s you!” Charlotte smiled, “What are you doing?” Peace asked with interest. “Here! This is my aunt’s contact number… she must be expecting me by now, I am sure Ada didn’t visit her even once.” Charlotte spoke.

Damian’s father. Charlotte. And my aunt. Vivian’s breath catches as she stares at the photo — Aunt Peculiar standing beside Charlotte and Damian’s father, smiling like she belongs there. Her aunt hadn’t just worked for the company. She had been part of the inner circle.

“Hawk isn’t a bad kid. I hear he’s interested in you. And since you’ve never been able to forget Claude, well… he is Claude’s twin brother. You could think of him as a stand-in—” “Stop right there!” Suzy quickly cut her off. “Aunt, you just said earlier that no man is reliable, and women should stand strong on their own.” “That’s me. You’re you,” Charlotte countered. “You’re still in your twenties. You’ve spent your whole life driven by vengeance. Are you planning to let that define the rest of your life too? “When the time comes, and your revenge is complete, find a man who cherishes you, settle down, and have a few kids of your own. At least then, I’ll have some peace of mind when it’s my

"... I... I... didn´t realise until you told me about it later, and I didn´t like to say anything then because well, you know how we met..." Her eyes roll sidelong towards Kirstie who, for all that she is a friendly acquaintance, does not know that Charlotte and I first encountered each other when I bought her, and her virginity, in an auction... ... Is this the place for this discussion...? Charlotte´s voice lowers... "... and... but... I would have loved to spend Christmas with you. But I didn´t know we were so close..." "Close? I´m not following you, Charlotte." "When you were in that hotel, The Imperial... all by yourself that Christmas because your mother had died, and you couldn´t get

, I said. I got off the bed and walked to my smoking pipe by the window. I took it and used a candle to light it. The smoke filled the air as I dragged it through the pipe and let it sink into my body. “I have inside information. Recently, Charlotte has been taunting him with his mate. Last I heard, she killed his mate and his children too. All it took her was 15 men”, he said. I walked towards him and puffed my smoke in his face.