Novel & Cerita Charlotte The Last Guest

Jack Black came into the ballroom at the time. The moment his cars entered the green zone, a chill crossed Charlotte's body: "Are you alright?" Asked Carl. "He's coming" she responded. Charlotte and Carl were by Claude's side in the waiting room near the banquet hall. The moment Jack Black's cars passed the gate, Charlotte felt an ominous chill. Claude noticed her face getting pale and said nothing but: "Get a hold of yourself Charlotte. A princess should always keep a confident expression."

“I will send someone with you to initiate my plan. That’s all you need to know for now. This time, there is no room for error.” Charlotte is a Black Widow spider that’s been spinning her web of deceit. I’m baffled, and yet strangely impressed, on how she’s managed to get away with it for all these years. “The last time I did exactly as you requested. It worked, didn’t it? She and Jacob are virtually broken up,” I remind her.

THIRD PERSON’S P.O.V Charlotte was mingling with the guests with a smile on her face. She had the part of being Luna down to a pat, she was sweet, respectful and paid attention to every little detail. Logan stayed behind her to give her space to talk to the people, but also close enough that he always had her in his sight. He was on edge and for good reason too; they hadn’t heard from the witch in a few days and that probably meant she was waiting for a good time to strike.

Until she saw us. She looked at the girl holding my arm, then back at me. She stood slowly. “I see,” she said softly. “So this is how it’s going to be.” I didn’t answer. She turned to the maid, Elsie, who I didn’t notice was standing in the hallway. “Please make sure she gets whatever she needs,” Charlotte said calmly. “She’s a guest after all.” She didn’t wait for a response. She grabbed her book and the blanket and walked up the stairs.

Ava: [Babe, I feel like I'm dying. Charlotte's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly inquired about the situation, but there was no response from Ava. After thinking for a moment, she got up and left without even bidding farewell to Nora. She encountered a waitress and remembered the expensive red wine Ava had. She asked the waitress if she had seen Ava and described her physical appearance to her. "I've seen her," the waitress politely answered. "Do you know where she is?" Charlotte asked. The waitress nodded and pointed in a direction. "She went over there. She's probably one of the guests in those private rooms."

She was just a fake heiress who had taken someone else's place! Charlotte often found her thoughts spiraling every night. Did Giselle pull a trick of some sort to steal her rightful place? Otherwise, how could she have screwed up so badly? Chester's cold gaze swept past her like she was barely worth looking at. It was as if even one glance in her direction would disgust him. Chester asked, "Do I know you?" His deep voice was full of impatience. Charlotte, trembling with fear, clenched her palms and forced a smile that looked worse than if she'd been crying.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

CHAPTER 7: The First Encounter No one’s POV: After the dinner, Cullen decided to bring Charlotte to a luxurious hotel owned by Lee corporation. When they arrived in the room, it was so big and that was Charlotte's first time to enter such a hotel room. She was so stunned, standing near the door step which was automatically locked. Cullen was just standing next to her and staring at her stunned facial reaction. He then smirked at her. “Charlotte..” Cullen mumbled.

she asks quietly. A pause. ⸻ Long enough. ⸻ “This wasn’t supposed to happen like this,” he mutters. ⸻ Charlotte closes the laptop. ⸻ Not because she’s done watching. But because she doesn’t need more. ⸻ They’re breaking. ⸻ Exactly as planned. ⸻ The next morning, Charlotte stands outside a glass building in the heart of the city. Tall. Sharp. Commanding. ⸻ She steps inside.

She said, " You are so easy to handle. I didn't have to hit you longer. I thought that I would take care of you a little better. But you're scared." Rex looked at Esme and uttered, "Yeah, that's sad. He is a coward." Saying that, Red came to Liam and said, "So, now tell me where is Charlotte?" Liam Graham listened to Rex and said, "Charlotte is in the old burn dormitory of Oscar. I've hidden her there." Rex widened his eyes hearing him and said, "You are lying. Charlotte is not there. I went there myself and found every corner there a few times. She is not there."