Novel & Cerita Charlotte From Henry Danger

She gives him a sharp glance then, sounding uncomfortable, "Er, no. I'm fine. Thanks." He looks between the three of us, back at Charlotte, then shrugs and leaves. Her voice low, she leans over the table at us. "Dangerous?" she snarls. "Compared to what? Being strung up like a carcass by a man who has always promised me that when I say so, it stops.... James is pale.... .... and she's right....

They could kneel before me, humiliate themselves just so I would notice them. Every single time I blinked my eyes, I saw her slapping me. I gulped down the bitter content I had in the glass. Its bitterness did nothing to relieve the bitterness I felt in my chest for that damned woman. Joe, the in charge of my security group appeared behind me. "Did you find out what I asked you?" I asked without even looking at him. "Yes, Master Benjamin. Her name is Charlotte Morin. She is a proud girl, born with a genius mind." Joe replied and I squeezed the glass on my hand.

But he didn’t push. Instead— He reached for her hand. Held it firmly. “…You don’t have to deal with her.” Charlotte gave a small smile. “…I think I do.” Eli frowned. “…Why?” Charlotte looked at him. Really looked. “…Because she’s not wrong about one thing.” Eli’s grip tightened slightly. “…What?” Charlotte’s voice dropped. “…I am in danger.” Silence. Eli’s jaw clenched. “…I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Henderson was absent. “We are going to sit over there,” she informed Luther. “And please don’t interfere if Milton speaks rudely.” “Okay,” Luther agreed, knowing that he was going to do the opposite of what he agreed to. “Hello, everyone,” Charlotte greeted as soon as she got to the table. “May I sit?” All of their gazes turned to her. Harper had a grin on her face while Milton looked surprised to see her, but that surprise disappeared when he saw her holding hands with Luther.

Henry took his time coming around to join the two of them, though James was still nowhere to be seen. “Coward,” David finally muttered, his smirk slipping back onto his charming face. “So… How long has this been a thing?” Charlotte sighed, her face heating as it drilled into the ground. “He did just save me from a hungry, terrifying wolf,” the girl informed… David no longer looked amused, and Henry had to grip his son’s shoulder so he wouldn’t fall over on the frozen grass. “What…?” The older man demanded, though he sounded more terrified than commanding.

Her words, the threat behind them, sent a shiver down my spine. "You’re playing a dangerous game," she continued, her voice dripping with venom. "And if you think Damian will protect you from me, you’re sadly mistaken." I didn’t answer her. I couldn’t. My breath was caught in my throat as the realization hit me like a punch to the gut. Charlotte wasn’t just angry—she was planning something, something that could destroy me. And I had no idea how far she was willing to go. "You don’t scare me, Charlotte," I said finally, my voice steady despite the fear coursing through me.

Damien smile before hearing the Dingdong sound of the elevator opening "Nice meeting you miss Charlotte" Arrya said smiling knowing she have spoil anything going on in the lady head. Damien nod at her before pushing Arrya out. Charlotte watch the couples as they walk away from her. she came out of the elevator as she put on her big sun glasses to hide her teary eyes. she can't deny, the man is handsome and she have made her mind she want him and no one will stop her, she is Charlotte McNair, what she want is what she will get. Charlotte went to where her black Bentley was, after settling down on the driver sit, she call a number..

CHARLOTTE’S P.O.V. I had just poured a glass of water when I heard my front door beep, followed by the light on the handle flashing red. Paul was out of his seat and shoving me back into the kitchen in an instant. I gasped as he drew his gun and moved to stand before me and the front door as it beeped and flashed red again. “What the hell?!” Lydia shouted, and I sucked in a deep, shaky breath of relief as I heard my best friend’s voice. “Why isn’t my key working? Charlotte!”

Jimmy agreed, "but that doesn't solve our problem. We need to find out who and how. And most importantly, where Branson is now. That man is a dangerous psychopath." His words chilled Anya to the bone. She certainly didn't need reminding of Virgil's cold and twisted mind hidden beneath that charming veneer. Or the things he'd planned for her after he "broke her in". Anya tightened her fingers around Gus' and he gave her an answering squeeze. She wondered if she'd ever be safe from the man. Ever be able to relax and enjoy her new life with Gus. "You should let us put her in a safe house away from here," Jimmy went on, looking directly at Gus. "She'll be out of danger and you can help us nail d

I began to panic out of fear. "Please be alright," I said to the wind, hoping a guard did not take her to have his way with her. I shifted and followed her scent. Clay and Maxwell copied me, and we began to follow her scent. We moved for an hour, tracking her scent and faint footsteps. We saw an indentation on the ground where she must have fallen while running. Was she naked, or did her helper give her clothes? I was troubled. Her scent led all the way to the highway and disappeared. I smelled the burnt tire scent and howled at the moon. Scarlett had hitched a ride. I plopped by the side of the road, distraught. I did not know what to do.