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Then he dropped the file he was holding on the center table and walked over to Marie. “You must be our new girlfriend,” he grinned at her, which for some unknown reason annoyed me. It was even worse because Marie blinked and her demeanor changed. She looked at Charlie as if he was a golden angel. What was that word again? Mesmerized. “My name's Charlie Wilkins, Head of PrimeTelecoms PR. But you can call me Charlie.” He winked at her and I’d seen enough. I cleared my throat loudly and stopped whatever the fuck was happening before I ended up strangling someone.

With the borrowed luck, Shawn could read fast and remember everything. He memorized every question he encountered, making exams effortless for him.

Forcing a smile, Charlie replied, “I’m glad I have you guys.” *** Two hours later. Charlie sulked in the apartment she shared with Sofia and Ashley. Because she was not good at cooking, she made herself a bowl of instant noodles and sat on the couch to watch TV. Charlie met her best friends through Luke. They were all locals and knew each other beforehand. Only Charlie was new to Luxford. The three of them, as friends, were inseparable. The guys within the Wall Street Warriors called them ‘Champagne and Spice’ because of their hair colors. Ashley had red hair. Charlie was blonde, and Sofia had light brown hair.

Forcing a smile, Charlie replied, “I’m glad I have you guys.” *** Two hours later. Charlie sulked in the apartment she shared with Sofia and Ashley. Because she was not good at cooking, she made herself a bowl of instant noodles and sat on the couch to watch TV. Charlie met her best friends through Luke. They were all locals and knew each other beforehand. Only Charlie was new to Luxford. The three of them, as friends, were inseparable. The guys within the Wall Street Warriors called them ‘Champagne and Spice’ because of their hair colors. Ashley had red hair. Charlie was blonde, and Sofia had light brown hair.

I am beyond confused. Charlie blinks, looking at the phone with a toothy grin. He looks at me, then back at the phone. "Okay, I don't know what that means," Charlie confesses. "Uncle Tim only taught me the three greetings." We all burst into a chuckle, the tension from Daniel’s earlier outburst evaporating. I promise Daniel I’ll have a full assessment of my three selected properties on his desk by Monday morning, and he finally hangs up, sounding significantly more pacified.

The message read, "You have received 50 million dollars in your account." Jessica spoke with a hint of exasperation. "There's your money. You've been wanting that new SUV, right? Go buy it, or take a trip to take your mind off things. Let's just forget what happened today. Don't hold a grudge against a young man like Ronald, okay?" Ronald Piper poked his head out from behind her timidly. "Thanks, Felix. Now that you've got the money, don't stay mad at Jess. Managing the company is tiring enough. Don't give her a hard time over the little things…"

I didn't ask for the bank card back, nor did I waste another breath. That card required my biometric verification to withdraw a single cent. The thing they had just stolen was nothing but a useless piece of plastic. Before walking out of the ward, I glanced back one last time. Jeremy was tenderly comforting Lilian. The text floating above his head had shifted. "Fortune score: 1%. Countdown to financial ruin: Three hours."

Am I really leaving this place with Evan’s documents in my bag? “Anything you need, give me a call,” Charlie says before slipping me his business card. “I’m at your service, okay?” I nod. “Thank you.” “Take care of yourself, Leonora,” he tells me before placing two kisses on my cheek. He then pulls back and stares at me for a while. “Goodbye.” “Goodbye,” I tell him before walking down the sidewalk.

George said with a sinister smirk. Alma smiled psychotically and dialed her father's number. “We'll take her down,” George muttered and kissed her lips. *** “Bro, I'm so happy for you” Nick laughed cheerfully and hugged Carson. “Thanks, man,” Carson smiled and hugged him back. They parted the hug and Nick patted Carson's cheek playfully. “My best friend is finally getting married. I can't believe this because it seems so surreal. Who would have thought that Carson Walters, the bachelor and ambassador of 'lovelessness' has decided to get married” Nick said and chuckled.

Emilia hesitated, her lips parting again, but before she could say a word, Amara raised her hand slightly — that silent signal that meant she wasn’t finished. “I’m not done,” Amara said. “You’ll also reach Mr. Festus Goodman. Tell him to withdraw the contract he awarded to Spencer Group as well. Effective immediately.” The assistant blinked rapidly, visibly taken aback. “Ma, you mean both contracts?” she asked, her voice trembling between caution and disbelief. Amara turned her chair slightly, her eyes gazing out the window at the city skyline. “Yes, both,” she said quietly. “It’s time the Spencer Group learns what it means to break what doesn’t belong to them.”