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“Take it easy. I don’t think he saw her face.” Taylor tried to calm Henry down.

Spencer held his phone and reported, “Mr. Nacht, I’ve asked Ben, and he said that Mr. Lindberg did talk to Mr. Zachary in the car that day. The windows were slightly rolled down, but it’s improbable that he saw Ms. Windt.

“However, at the wedding reception, Mr. Lindberg was hiding in the shadows. I’m not sure if he saw her. Well, even if he did, with the distance and the bustling crowd, I supposed he could only see her silhouette.”

“Whichever the case is, we need to fix this.” Henry’s brows knitted tighter. “My plan was to give her an identity and then announce her death in a few months’ time. That would’ve solved the problem. Now, we need someone to pass off as her to wipe out any speck of suspicion.”

“Huh?” Spencer’s blood ran cold. “But Mr. Zachary would never agree to it.”

“It’s not up to him now!” Henry blustered.

Spencer dipped his head low and held his tongue.

“Taylor, you have another daughter, right?” Henry uttered out of the blue. “I’ve seen her before. She’s pretty and tender-hearted. Besides, she does have some resemblances to Charlotte.”

“And?” Taylor’s eyes widened as he sensed vice.

“She could be the solution.”

T Nation, Coldbridge.

Boom! Charlotte jolted awake from her nightmare at the sound of thunder and screeched in horror.

“Miss, Miss!” Mrs. Berry leaped out of her bed and wrapped herself around Charlotte. “It’s just a nightmare, Miss. Don’t worry. Everything’s okay,” she tried to console Charlotte as she stroked her back gently.

“I dreamed that I was dead. Some girl morphed my face into hers and married Zachary. The children even were calling her Mommy…” Sweat ran down Charlotte’s face and body, and she couldn’t help but tremble in fear.

“Don’t be silly. How’s that even possible? It’s just a bad dream. Calm down. Now, let me get you some water.” Mrs. Berry kept soothing her nerves.

The swinging shadows from the trees sent tingling chills down her spine. She squeezed her pillow into her chest and curled up in the corner of the room.

“It’s raining out there. Quite windy too.” Mrs. Berry gave Charlotte a glass of warm water to calm her nerves. “Shhh, it’s alright now. Once the sun rises, we’ll go get a phone and give Robbie, Jamie, and Ellie a call, okay?”

“Okay.” Charlotte’s nerves loosen at the thought of her children. After a few gulps of water, she regained her sobriety.

“Sleep tight.” Mrs. Berry tucked her into bed, and as she was just about to stand up, Charlotte locked her arms around hers. “Mrs. Berry, stay with me.”

“Haha. My dear, you’re a grown-up now.” Mrs. Berry then lay next to her. “Remember when you were a kid, you always wanted to hug me to sleep when there was thunder?”

Mrs. Berry’s embrace was Charlotte’s safe haven.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of. Mr. Windt’s watching over us from heaven. All these will soon be over.”

“You’re right.” Charlotte was looking on the bright side too. Dozing off to the pitter-patter of the rain, she murmured, “There’s so much rain in Coldbridge. It’s been raining since we first arrived. And it gets heavier and heavier…”

“Indeed. It’s the rainy season now. Sleep tight. I’m right here.”

Mrs. Berry’s soothing voice gave Charlotte a sense of security.

She dapped the sweats dotting Charlotte’s forehead after the latter nodded off. Looking at her pale face only sent prickling stings to Mrs. Berry’s heart. She turned toward the window, looked out to the veil of rain, and let out a deep sigh.

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The next day at the crack of dawn, Mrs. Berry and Charlotte went looking for phones.

They bought local sim cards together with the phones. Oddly, the vendors have scruples about enabling international calls. He explained that it was due to the identification they had provided.

Mrs. Berry used all the body language she could think of but to no avail.

When Charlotte tried to communicate in English, they only shrugged their shoulders and tilted their heads.

Eventually, they sought help from their neighbor, Arthit. But he, too, said that there was nothing he could do, and there was no way they could contact their family back home.

Charlotte finally realized that if the Nacht family had trudged their way to send her here, they’d definitely cut off any possible means for her to make contact with her children.

That explained the numerous restrictions that came with their local identifications, which the Nacht family obtained for them.

All of a sudden, Charlotte ran back home as a thought struck her. She rummaged through one of the boxes, looking for her passport, but it was gone, and so was her C Nation ID card.

Right now, she and Mrs. Berry only had T Nation’s ID cards in possession. These cards stopped them from taking planes, riding trains, and making international calls.

In other words, the chances of leaving Coldbridge and making contact with people outside of Coldbridge were practically zero.

“Where are our passports? And our ID cards? What happened to them?” Mrs. Berry was at sixes and sevens. She nervously asked, “Miss, do you think someone broke in?”

“Yes, the Nacht family’.”

Charlotte was fuming in abhorrence. She couldn’t figure out what the Nacht family wanted exactly. Why are they so callous? Not only did they send me to an alien country, but they also cut off all possible connections between the children and me. What are they up to?

“Are you saying that it was the Nacht family who took away our identifications?” All of a sudden, a revelation hit Mrs. Berry. “No wonder the bodyguards were holding onto our luggage the entire time! Oh no…”

She turned to the other drawer and hastily looked for a small box given to Charlotte by Richard.

Thank goodness it’s still here.

Mrs. Berry opened the box and sighed in relief at the sight of the letters and a black card.

Nevertheless, she was still worried. “What are we gonna do now, Miss?”

“Pull yourself together. Let’s wait till I’m fully recovered.” Charlotte didn’t want to live in this town forever.

“You’re right.” Mrs. Berry then popped back into the room and came out with a small silver box in her hands. “Spencer gave me these. They are the antidote. Here, have a bottle.”

Right after her last word, Mrs. Berry abruptly drew her hand back in suspicion. “Wait a minute. This might not be the antidote. What if it’s another of their ploys? What if it’s poison?”

“If they wanted to kill us, we wouldn’t be alive and kicking now.”

Having said that, Charlotte seized the bottle and chugged it.

With her heart palpitating, Mrs. Berry observed in silence for some time. Only when she saw nothing amiss did she let her nerves unravel. “Well, at least the antidote is real…”

“Yup. As long as we’re alive, there’s hope.” Charlotte put on a scornful smile.

“Good. That’s the spirit. Anyway, I’m gonna make us some lunch. Have some rest.”

Mrs. Berry trotted to the kitchen.

After that, Charlotte went back to the boxes, trying to see if there was anything that could come in handy. Her father’s will and a name card that was attached to it were intact. Right then, she recalled that in the will, there was something about calling the number on the card if she came to a dead end.

To her frustration, it was an international number.

International calls were out of bounds for them at the moment. She could not help but wonder, if something life-threatening were to happen, would death be their only option?

Charlotte gave out a long sigh. The drizzling weather was a precise depiction of her emotions―gloomy and grim.

When will it end?

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An agonizing nine days had passed.

In the silver box stood the last bottle of antidote. Fortunately, Charlotte did not relapse for the past few days, which was basically the only thing she was glad about.

One more bottle tomorrow, and all the poison in her body would be flushed out.

At dawn, Mrs. Berry collected Charlotte’s custom-made bridal gown after she hung the clothes outside. Thanks to the ceaseless rain, it took them forever to dry, and the layers of fabric sewn to the dress didn’t help either.

The bridal gown had been out on the laundry rack for nine days since Mrs. Berry removed all blood stains on it.

Finally, she could take the gown back in.

After that, she looked for the biggest hanger she could find, hung it on the wall, and ironed it using the steam from a conventional iron.

“Let me do it.” Charlotte took over the iron.

Actually, a gown worth tens of millions shouldn’t be hand-washed, neither should it be ironed in this manner. But with the limited resources in this town, that was all they could come up with. There were also dry cleaners out there, but Mrs. Berry wasn’t sure if they were professional enough.

Inch by inch, Charlotte finally pressed out all the wrinkles after more than an hour. She took a few steps back and gave it a once-over.

As the soft breeze passed under the tulle, it gently buoyed up and fell. There was something familiar yet foreign about this gown.

The diamonds sewn onto the gown made it glimmer under the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a bride was like a fallen angel, ripped off all its resplendence.

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

Tears trickled down her cheek when she looked at the wedding ring in her palm, and she had never felt worst.

“Miss, cheer up. At least you’re recovering well. One last bottle tomorrow and you’ll be as fit as a fiddle. This is great news, isn’t it?”

“You’re right. I’ve survived.” Charlotte smiled.

Despite that, she was no better than a walking corpse that was robbed of everything and trapped in a foreign land.

“Miss, there’s still hope as long as we’re alive. Mr. Zachary would surely come for us.” Mrs. Berry was very encouraging.

Charlotte was having conflicting feelings as her eyes wandered on the bridal gown. She would feel hopeful every morning, believing that Zachary would come for her. But at night, before she fell asleep, the fire in her heart would slowly smother, blaming how heartless he was.

At that moment, she was truly lost.

She didn’t know if she should trust him anymore.

“I’m gonna make dinner. Have some rest.” Mrs. Berry went to the kitchen.

After staring blankly at the bridal gown for some time, she took it down and put it on. Looking at her reflection, she noticed how careworn she’d become. All the elegance and glow on her wedding day had faded away.

Within merely ten days, she dropped two sizes, and the gown was loose on her now.

Pitter-patter… ”Gosh, It was all sunny just now. Where did the rain come from?”

Mrs. Berry ran out to the yard to collect the clothes, and to her apprehension, she saw several black sedans outside the house. It was the Nachts family’s convoy.

Mrs. Berry leaped in joy, assuming that the Nacht family had come to pick them up. “Miss, Miss! Hurry! The Nacht family has sent someone to pick us up!”

Charlotte rushed out of the house barefoot upon hearing Mrs. Berry’s holler.

“Miss, isn’t that the Nacht family’s convoy? It looks like it!” Mrs. Berry pointed toward the cars on the other side of the fence.

“Yes, it’s them.” Charlotte held the hem of the gown and ran toward the gate. But the moment she pushed the gate open, the face she saw was that of someone she loathed.

“Hi, Charlotte. It’s been a while! Didn’t expect to fall into my hands, did you?” It was Sharon, who had a malignant grin on her face.

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Charlotte was in absolute stupefaction. When she returned to her senses, she slammed the gate shut as fast as she could and locked it.

“Miss, what’s wr—”

“It’s Sharon! Run!”

Charlotte held Mrs. Berry’s hand tightly and headed toward the backdoor. “Wait!” Mrs. Berry shook her hand off and ran into the room.

She clutched the silver box close to her chest. “This is the last bottle of antidote. We mustn’t lose it.”

“Come! We have to go!” Charlotte was like a cat on a hot tin roof. Again, she dragged Mrs. Berry toward the backdoor.

Thump! Thump! Thump! The guards were pounding on the door.

As they dashed out of the house, they ran into Arthit. “Hi, Mrs. Berry. this durian is amaz—”

“Call the police. Someone’s trying to kill us!”

Charlotte shouted at Arthit and continued her fleeing with Mrs. Berry.

Arthit stood there dumbfounded. Before he could make any sense out of Charlotte’s words, a few beefy men knocked him down.

While he tried to root his feet on the ground, he was pushed down again by another few who were chasing after Charlotte. The durian that he was holding rolled onto the grass and cracked open. The fruit inside fell out and was trampled to mush.

Arthit wasn’t having any of it. He got up and was ready to reproach them until he saw a man of towering height glaring murderously at him. That man was holding a gun too.

Arthit immediately got out of their way.

“Mind your own business!” The brute gave him a warning and continued his chase.

“Get her!”

It was the voice of a woman. Arthit turned around to see a tall and slender woman in heels. She and her bodyguards were trying to catch up with the rest of the gang.

“Stay away from me!” Charlotte’s cries were heard from the distance.

Triggered by her agonized voice, Arthit almost jumped in to save the damsel in distress. But upon seeing the lofty human barricade, he ran away immediately.

“W-What do you want?”

Mrs. Berry tried to shield Charlotte from the men even after she was pushed to the ground.

“What do I want?” Sharon chuckled. “Revenge!”

“I’ve never done you any harm. What is there to avenge?” Charlotte growled.

“You’ve never done me any harm? Hahaha!” Sharon laughed hard as if Charlotte just cracked the funniest joke on the planet.

“I was Zachary’s rightful fiancée, but all he cared about was you. He even sneaked into your room right in front of me, but I could only keep it to myself. Do you know how much that hurt? None of this makes sense. I have both the money and the looks. How are you better than me? Why you but not me?

“Oh, and our wedding was canceled last minute even though it was already made public, and I became the joke of the town! I even attempted a wrist cut in front of him. But you know what? He didn’t even bat an eyelid…”

As she recounted her misery, her brows began to droop, and her voice got hoarser. Yet, she snapped right out of it almost immediately and allowed her vicious self to take over. She squatted and slapped her sharp knife on Charlotte’s cheek.

“It’s all because of you. Hmm?”

“That’s between you and him. I have nothing to do with it.” Charlotte defended herself while carefully moving her face away from the blade.

“You have nothing to do with it?” Sharon squeezed Charlotte’s cheeks and fiddled with the knife just an inch away from her face. “Are you sure?”

“What are you doing? Let go of her…”

Thud! The moment Mrs. Berry wanted to hurl herself toward Charlotte, one of the bodyguards kicked her onto the ground.

“Argh—” She let out a wail, and blood came spewing out of her mouth.

“Mrs. Berry!” Charlotte brayed in rage. “It’s me you’re after. Leave her alone!”

“Very well, then.” Sharon’s eyes roved around Charlotte’s gown. “Wow, someone’s in her bridal gown. Why? Trying to relive your wedding with Zachary? Too bad he’s done with you.”

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“I bet you still don’t know…” Sharon tilted Charlotte’s chin with her knife and sniggered. “that the Nacht family has found your replacement. Your face in your wedding photos has been photoshopped into someone else’s.”

“W-What?”

A feeling of déjà vu knocked Charlotte numb. Her eyes opened wide, watching her nightmare become a reality.

“The news of Zachary’s wedding is all over the media. There are video clips of the wedding reception, but you’re no longer the bride. Here, see for yourself.” Sharon whipped out her phone and passed it to Charlotte.

Charlotte’s jaw dropped when she saw the headline: Zachary Nacht, President of Divine Corporation, held a low-key wedding ceremony. The bride was the daughter of Synder Group’s Chairman.

“You did this?” Charlotte looked up at Sharon.

“Of course not. Do you think I’d be here if it were me?.” Sharon let out a bitter grin.

“The woman is Cynthia Blackwood, my stepsister. The Nacht family is substituting her for you. She’s the ideal marionette that can never talk back!”

Charlotte was in a fret as she clicked the video link in the news article.

The video flaunted scenes of her wedding with Zachary. But one thing was off—her face had been replaced by someone else’s.

One of the scenes showed a child propping up a ring and said, “Your ring, Mommy.” However, the bride was someone else. She was beaming with joy, and her smile was so gentle as if she was the actual bride!

That was a huge blow to Charlotte.

Her eyes were fixated on the screen while her trembling hands kept scrolling down to see if there were more related articles.

The Romantic Story of A Four Year Underground Love Affair.

The subheading went like this: Four years ago, they were blessed with triplets, but she took them away. Four years later, they met again in the most peculiar way!

Charlotte clicked on it and was directed to a photo album. There she saw photos of the whole family, Fifi the parrot, their house on Happy Avenue, the day she joined Divine Corporation…

It was a complete record of her life with Zachary. However, someone appeared to be sharing those moments with him in her stead, someone by the name of Cynthia Blackwood.

The phone slid out of her quivering hands and dropped onto the ground.

All that occupied her mind in this instance was the distorted family photo where another woman took her place.

Her tormenting nightmare had come true!

It wreaked havoc in her head, and her world was shattered into pieces.

When the Nacht Family first sent her to Coldbridge, she was undeniably scared of the uncertainty and hated them for doing so. Still, she held onto the last sliver of hope in her, hoping that Zachary would come and take her back.

But now, the fleeting hope that she’d tightly grasped onto eventually found its way out of her hand.

All her bubbles of hopes, dreams, and happiness popped and dissolved into thin air.

At that instant, she was in so much distress that she felt like every raindrop was gnawing her skin and whipping the raw flesh underneath.

As she cried, her last wisp of despair exited her body through the last teardrop.

Nothing could threaten her anymore, not even the knife at her neck.

She was dead inside.

“Your agony brought me so much joy, Charlotte. Hahahaha!” Sharon chortled in absolute jubilation. “What’s not mine will never be yours. That’s my revenge to you!”

She looked down at Charlotte in contempt. “I’ve lost pleasure in killing you. You know what, I’ll let you live. After all, it’ll be a life graver than death for you!”

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Sharon slowly got back on her feet and walked away with a wicked smile. “She’s all yours. Enjoy!”

“Thank you, boss!”

Those men started to unbuckle their belts and slither closer toward Charlotte.

“N-No…” Charlotte shook her head aggressively, and just as she got up, someone stepped on her gown and pressed her onto the ground.

“Let go of me! Let go of me!” She grappled with all her might.

Those two men were brutal when it came to tearing her gown apart. The embroidered diamonds scattered, and pieces of white tulle and lace dispersed into the air.

“Leave Miss alone!”

Mrs. Berry lunged toward Charlotte, trying to protect her from more harm, but one of the men sent her tumbling with a kick.

Right then, they heard a symphony of rain, thunder, and lightning.

Those men hesitated instantly, perhaps due to their conscience.

“Why stop? Go on!” Sharon commanded angrily.

With that, they shook their conscience off and went on to finish what they started.

“No! Stop…”

Charlotte struggled with all her might, but she was no match for the beastly desires of these ruffians. She couldn’t set herself free.

Right when one of them was about to have his way with her, the sound of a police siren was heard. “The cops are here! The cops are here!”

Those stocky men jumped back in fright.

“You lucky b*itch.” Sharon sneered as she pinned Charlotte’s head onto the ground with her foot. “Too bad you’re a walking corpse now. Zachary has betrayed you, and your children are calling someone else Mommy. So why don’t you let me grant you your death wish?”

With the twitch of a finger, one of her bodyguards robbed Mrs. Berry of the silver box and passed it to her.

“What do you think you’re doing? Give it back to me!”

Mrs. Berry reached for the box but was kicked onto the ground once again.

Thud! It was a heavy fall, and blood started oozing from her head.

“Mrs. Berry, Mrs. Berry…” Charlotte stretched out her arm as far as she could, howling in consternation.

“I guess this must be the last bottle of the antidote.”

Sharon fiddled with the bottle between her fingers and palm.

“I heard that Riz Corporation developed the poison, Crimson Tears, and if you fail to drink every single bottle of the antidote, all your effort before this would be nullified.”

“No…” Mrs. Berry crawled toward Sharon and clasped her leg, crying and begging her to return the antidote.

“Hahahaha…” Sharon just laughed and dropped the bottle on the floor.

Smash! The last bottle of antidote was in smithereens. The clear liquid that was once in the bottle joined the puddle of rain almost instantly.

“No! No!”

Mrs. Berry tried to scoop it with her bare hands, but it was futile.

Charlotte drooped her head in despair.

“Aren’t you loyal? Die for her, then!” Sharon took one of the men’s gun and aimed at Mrs. Berry.

“Please, no…” Fear shook Charlotte’s head left and right. “Sharon, it’s me you’re after. Leave her a—”

Bang! Charlotte’s plead was cut short by a gunshot.

Every inch of her body started to quiver while she was frozen in place.

There was Mrs. Berry’s blood all over her face, and some made its way into her eyes.

“Be grateful that I spared your life, Charlotte. Hahaha…”

Sharon turned around and left the scene as her laughter echoed.

“Mrs. Berry…” Charlotte wrapped her trembling arms around Mrs. Berry’s torso. “Mrs. Berry, wake up. Don’t do this to me…”

“Oh my God! What’s going on?” Arthit was shocked by what he saw when he got to the scene.

“Call the ambulance! The ambulance!” Charlotte screamed.

Arthit hurriedly took out his phone and called the ambulance. After some mutter, he turned to Charlotte and said, “Don’t worry. The ambulance will arrive shortly, and the police are already after those bad guys. For the moment, let me get a doctor…”

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Panic-stricken, Arthit ran off, leaving Charlotte bawling her eyes out in the rain with Mrs. Berry in her arms.

“Miss…” Mrs. Berry held onto Charlotte’s hand tightly. Blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth, but she still mustered the strength to call out to Charlotte, “Miss…”

“Mrs. Berry! Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. You’ll be fine! I won’t let anything happen to you.” Charlotte quavered as tears trickled down her face. “You can’t leave me like this! You’re all that I have left… I have no one but you…”

Charlotte could not imagine a life without Mrs. Berry, who was the last ray of hope in her life that she desperately held onto.

She would rather get shot than let Mrs. Berry sacrifice herself.

“Miss…” Mrs. Berry’s eyes were gruesomely wide open, and the tears strewn on her face were washed away by the unforgiving rain. The blood in her mouth made it difficult for her to speak. “You need to live… on…”

“Mrs. Berry…” The next thing Charlotte knew, Mrs. Berry’s hand had gone limp, dropping to the ground.

“Mrs. Berry! Mrs. Berry…” Charlotte called her name in a trembling voice. “Mrs. Berry! This is not funny at all… Wake up… Wake up!”

To Charlotte’s despair, no matter how urgently she cried for her, Mrs. Berry did not respond and simply lay lifelessly in her arms.

What had been an affectionate, loving, and chubby angel in her life became merely an empty shell.

Overwhelmed with shock, Charlotte’s pupils dilated while her mouth was agape. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs, yet she could not even make a sound.

She could not bring herself to believe that Mrs. Berry, the caring and dependable guardian in her life, had left her forever.

“No…” Charlotte clung onto Mrs. Berry’s cold body, quivering uncontrollably. Looking up at the sky, her vision blurred as she broke out in tears. “Arghhh!”

She sounded like a desolate beast in pain. Her sorrow could not be expressed in mere words.

What have I done wrong? God! Why are you doing this to us?

Crimson stains of blood bloomed like flowers of death on her pristine wedding gown once more. But this time, it was Mrs. Berry’s blood.

It should have been me instead!

Eventually, the ambulance arrived at the scene. Paramedics rushed to check on Mrs. Berry, but alas, they turned to Charlotte with conflicted expressions. “We’re sorry…”

Arthit, who stood beside her, was at a loss for words. He had no idea how he could comfort her in such a situation. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

The paramedics continued to talk to Charlotte about Mrs. Berry, but her mind seemed to be somewhere else. In the end, the paramedics left the scene, leaving Charlotte and Arthit, who looked at her in sympathy.

Time slowly ticked away, but Charlotte did not move an inch and clung onto Mrs. Berry helplessly in the relentless rain. Even as the sun set, she did not seem to notice.

Night fell soon after, but the rain was still pouring from the sky.

Though the rain was far from a thunderstorm, Charlotte had become drenched inside out, and all the blood on her had been washed away.

“Charlotte, let’s bring Mrs. Berry back. She’s been in the rain for too long,” Arthit said tentatively.

Those words seemed to wake Charlotte up from her trance, and she took a closer look at Mrs. Berry, who was in her arms. Wobbling as she stood up while holding onto Mrs. Berry’s heavy body, she cried, “I’m bringing you home… Let’s go home…”

“Let me help you.” Arthit knelt before her.

“Screw off!” Charlotte shrieked.

Shocked by her sudden outburst, Arthit stumbled backward.

Charlotte mustered the remaining strength she had to bring Mrs. Berry’s body home. However, her body quickly gave in after a few steps when a stinging pain struck her head like a sharp blade.

Charlotte fell to the ground with a hand on her head and the other firmly gripping Mrs. Berry’s hand.

“Charlotte, what’s wrong?” Arthit was terror-stricken and began wailing, “This isn’t funny! Don’t scare me like this! I-I’ll go get the doctor!”

With that, Arthit darted off.

Without any warning, blood began streaming out of Charlotte’s nostrils. Droplets of the warm liquid landed on Mrs. Berry’s body as the unbearable pain surged within Charlotte’s body. At the same time, she felt as if a thousand needles were piercing her skull from the inside.

“Arghhh!”

Charlotte collapsed with her head banging against the hard, cold concrete below. The unyielding rain and ominous dark clouds were reflected in her bloodshot eyes. She, too, could feel the life being sucked out of her…

Her eyelids felt heavier and heavier. Am I about to die too?

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As she closed her eyes wearily, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in her ears. “Miss… You need to live… on…”

Mrs. Berry’s voice was joined by the sweet voices of her dear children.

“Mommy! Mommy! We’ll wait for you to come home!”

Charlotte slowly opened her eyes once more to meet the sight of her father’s silhouette looming above her in the skies as if giving her words of comfort. “Lottie, please live on… Please live a happy life without me…”

The voices of her family seemed to warm her heart, imparting the powerful strength of hope into her veins, pushing her to fight against the Grim Reaper.

She blinked and sluggishly clenched her hands into fists.

Flames of hatred burned in her bloodshot eyes.

You want me dead? No way!

I’m going to survive this! And make all of you pay!

With willpower alone, Charlotte pushed herself up and crawled toward her right.

There was a phone lying on the ground, which was left by Sharon. Its screen was still flashing.

As Charlotte clambered toward the phone, blood oozed from her knees and elbows. Her ivory gown had turned into a dirty, gory mess after being tainted by her blood and mud.

However, that was the last thing on her mind at the moment. Nothing was going to stop her from grabbing her lifebuoy in the bottomless, treacherous sea she was currently drowning in.

Reaching out for the phone with her blood-covered hands, she dialed the number that had been carved into her heart with trembling fingers.

Lottie, when you find yourself trapped in a dead-end, call this number, and your guardian angel shall descend from the skies and protect you from harm!

I shall… I shall be reborn…

Doo! Doo! Doo! The phone rang once, twice, thrice…

Finally, the call went through. “Hello?” A baritone voice resounded in her ears.

“I… I’m Isabella’s daughter… I’m in Coldbridge… Save me… Save me!”

With her last breath, Charlotte uttered those words. The next moment, her head crashed straight onto the hard concrete.

“Over there!” At that very moment, Arthit returned with a group of doctors. “Charlotte! Charlotte! Wake up!”

The screen of Sharon’s phone was still glimmering on the ground. The call only ended when the tires of the ambulance ran over the phone as Charlotte got taken to the hospital.

The glass screen shattered, with cracks that resembled a spider web. With that, Sharon’s phone was reduced to a piece of scrap metal.

Rain was still pouring from the heavens. The darkness that shrouded the terrain below seemed to parallel the unbreakable spell of the human condition.

In the ambulance, Arthit spoke anxiously to the paramedics, “How is she? Is she dead?”

“She isn’t dead, but her condition is worrying… and that lady over there is beyond saving.”

Upon hearing those words, Arthit’s expression turned grim, and he hurriedly made a call to relay the events that had transpired that day.

The person on the other end froze momentarily and then sprinted to find Spencer with his phone in hand.

Spencer happened to be brewing tea for Henry in the study room to discuss some follow-up matters. Out of the blue, their bodyguard burst into the room, yelling, “Ms. Windt is in mortal peril!”

“What? What happened to her?” Spencer quickly asked.

“They got attacked. Mrs. Berry was shot, and Ms. Windt is terribly injured. She’s on the brink of death…”

Clink!

Henry’s teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. “How can that be? Who did it?”

“I’m not sure about that. Our informant, Arthit, talked about a woman from C Nation, but he doesn’t know who she is…”

“Hurry!” Henry turned to look at Spencer. “Gather your men and get there immediately… Hold on. You need to inform our correspondents in T Nation to safeguard her first, then hurry to T Nation with your team!”

“Understood!” Spencer immediately sprang into action.

At that very moment, another subordinate entered the room. “Mr. Nacht! Your grandson has escaped! He is on the way to the airport at the moment. He must have found out about Ms. Windt!”

“What? How could that be?” Spencer turned pale.

“Didn’t I drug him and lock him up in the basement? How did he even get out?” Henry was on edge. “Quick! Head to the airport now!”

“Yes!”

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Meanwhile, on the highway, Zachary was speeding toward the airport. His eyes were alarmingly red, as if the blood vessels within them were about to pop.

Charlotte, wait for me… I’ll get you now. He uttered those words in his head over and over.

Henry had personally spiked his drink and imprisoned him in the basement of his own house just to ensure that Cynthia could take Charlotte’s place.

As a result, he fell unconscious for three entire days, and by the time he woke up, things seemed to have taken an irreversible turn.

Everything related to Charlotte had been erased and replaced by fabricated information about Cynthia. News of Cynthia marrying Zachary was also released in an official announcement.

Of course, Zachary absolutely lost it when he heard the news. However, he was locked up and did not have the means to do anything about the situation.

Henry had planned on detaining him until Charlotte took the last bottle of antidote the next day and left for a place where Zachary would never be able to find.

Never did it cross his dysfunctional mind that Charlotte might fall into peril before the next day even came.

Unable to sit back and do nothing, Zachary figured out a way to escape. He then stole a bodyguard’s phone to contact Bruce and Ben. Upon discovering what happened to Charlotte, he took over a car on the streets by force and drove to the airport like an absolute maniac.

On the other hand, Henry also sent his men to hurry to the airport to stop Zachary.

At the same time, Spencer reached out to the correspondents of the Nacht family in T Nation and ordered them to travel to Coldbridge to protect Charlotte.

However, it was too late.

At about two kilometers from a local hospital in Coldbridge, a monstrous jeep appeared out of nowhere and crashed straight into the ambulance that Charlotte was in.

Bang! The impact of the collision caused the ambulance to slide backward haphazardly, and the ambulance collided once more against the utility pole by the road, causing it to fall onto its side. As the piercing ambulance sirens rang, the medical staff within the vehicle scurried out.

Arthit dizzily climbed out of the car window and then dragged Charlotte out. She had already lost consciousness by then.

A short distance away from the wreckage, Sharon, who was in the jeep, turned her phone camera toward the ambulance and talked to the person she was video-calling, “Do you see this?”

“Those from the Nacht family are arriving very soon. You got to end this quickly! You need to ensure that she dies through and through!”

Zara was giving the commands on the other end.

“Understood.” Sharon did a gesture.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Within minutes, a few bodyguards emerged from the jeep and shot down the entire team of medical staff.

“Arghhh!” Arthit whimpered, raising his arms in the air. “Don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me! I know nothing! I know nothing…”

Bang! Those were his last words before he collapsed in his pool of blood.

The assassinations were done swiftly with a single bullet each, without even a moment of hesitation.

With a phone in hand and a gun in the other, Sharon got out of the car and sauntered toward Charlotte in the rain with a scathing look on her face.

Charlotte’s bridal gown was drenched in blood. She simply lay motionless on the ground as the rain and mud washed her cold body.

With an impatient look on her face, Sharon brutally kicked Charlotte’s head, but the latter did not even make a sound. Sharon knelt down and slapped her gun against Charlotte’s face. “Hey! Hey! Wake up! You’re making this unbearably boring!”

“Kill her!” On the other end of the call, Zara seemed to be getting rather impatient too.

“What’s the hurry?”

Having said that, Sharon pinched Charlotte’s philtrum, trying to wake her up. She desperately wanted to see Charlotte beg for her life, or she would not be satisfied with the kill.

“Sharon! Do it! Do you want to die too?” Zara commanded irritably.

Rolling her eyes, Sharon ended the call with a smirk. Then she stood up and kicked Charlotte’s limp body a few more times.

Eventually, Charlotte began curling up a little.

“Hah! That’s what I’m talking about!” Sharon used her foot to roll Charlotte’s face over. “Charlotte Windt! Look at me!”

Charlotte wearily opened her eyes and made out Sharon’s face despite her blurry vision. Fury and hatred began to well up in her eyes.

“Good! Hah! I love that face you’re making!” Sharon was so excited that she began cackling uncontrollably. Pointing her gun at Charlotte, she said, “Beg! And maybe I’ll make it quick for you!”

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Charlotte opened her mouth, but her voice was too raspy and soft to be heard.

“What?” Sharon bent down and moved her ear closer to Charlotte.

“I hope you live on…” Charlotte struggled to talk. “I will definitely… come back… and seek revenge on you… I’ll… make you… pay for this!”

“Hahaha…” Sharon burst out in laughter as if she had just heard the funniest joke ever. “Charlotte! Have you lost your mind? You’re gonna die here today. Do you know that? Revenge? Are you going to haunt me like a ghost? Hah! This is the funniest thing I’ve heard in a while…”

Sharon’s cackles sounded extra mocking and contemptuous in the howling winds.

After some time, she turned quiet. Hitting Charlotte’s face with her gun, she growled, “Stupid whore! You deserve this! If you do become a ghost, feel free to find me! Oh, by the way, you shouldn’t be haunting me. I wanted to spare your life, you know? I only planned on letting you suffer from the drugs, but those from the Nacht family just couldn’t wait to kill you! Urgh, I can’t do anything about that, can I?”

Feigning a troubled expression, Sharon pointed to the bodyguards and jeeps behind her.

“Look… Those are men dispatched by the Nacht family. At this point, none of them want you to live a second longer. Your existence is a blatant threat to them! You bring shame to their family!”

“Are you… telling me the truth?” Charlotte’s chest heaved as a multitude of emotions surged from within.

“Think about it yourself. They have already wiped you away from existence and even got someone to replace you! Do you really think that they’ll let you live?” Sharon snickered. “They won’t be able to sleep at night until you’re dead for good!”

As her smile widened, Sharon continued, “Trust me. I won’t lie to someone who’s about to die.”

Sharon’s words had doused the last flames of hope in the back of Charlotte’s mind. Her gaze instantly turned cold, and her fists were clenched so tightly that her nails were digging into her flesh. A seed of hatred had been sowed deep in her heart.

“Farewell, Charlotte Windt!” Sharon pointed her gun at Charlotte. “I hope you’d be less of an idiot in the afterlife. Oh, and don’t get deceived by men again!”

With that, she pulled the trigger and was ready to fire a shot at Charlotte.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It was at that very moment that the whirling sound of aircrafts reverberated overhead.

The wind bellowed like a wild beast, causing the dirt on the terrain below to be swept up.

Sharon instinctively covered her eyes before glancing overhead with caution. More than a dozen helicopters were approaching them from all directions. One, in particular, was circling directly above them, and the gusts of wind from its engine almost made her lose her balance.

Her bodyguard rushed over to cover her before bringing her back to her jeep. To their dismay, they soon fell over as the strong winds pinned them onto the ground.

Sharon was furious. Whipping out her gun, she blasted multiple shots at the helicopter.

Bang! To her utter horror, a bullet punctured her wrist.

Sharon bawled her lungs out from the sharp pain and rolled around on the ground.

Her bodyguards immediately got up and readied themselves to retaliate. However, upon seeing the golden symbol imprinted on the helicopters above, they froze in their tracks. “The Lindbergs!”

“It’s the legendary Mr. Lindberg!”

The next thing they knew, tens of men in black were plunging down from the sky.

Right then, a tall figure could be seen free-falling from the helicopter in the center and landing nimbly before Charlotte. The tall man loomed over Charlotte as he gazed down at her.

Unable to move, Charlotte simply looked up at him as she lay in a pool of blood. She was met by the sight of a cold and domineering young man who exuded a mysterious aura.

“Were you the one who made the call?” the man spoke calmly.

“Yes…” That was all that Charlotte managed to utter.

The man kneeled gracefully and gently swept away the messy hair covering Charlotte’s bloody face. Taking a closer look at her face, he curled his lips. “You’re definitely Isabella’s daughter!”