Ch. 1371..1380

Chapter 1371 Feeling Of Being In Love

Charlotte rubbed her aching temples and sighed. "I'll talk to her tomorrow. If we really can't work it out, I'll borrow another dress from somewhere else."

After talking to Genevieve about this matter, Charlotte suddenly thought of something.

She placed the cup on the table and asked Genevieve in surprise, "A few days ago, I went to Imperial Club to look for Zander and he mentioned your name. Do you two know each other?"

Genevieve swiftly recalled the weekend when she took her children to the hot spring holiday resort and ran into a few old classmates.

"Yes, he's my high school classmate," Genevieve said, looking up at Charlotte. "You mentioned that you knew a senior executive at Ingenuity Entertainment. Is it Zander?"

Charlotte's face was filled with shock. "You guys were classmates?"

Genevieve stared at Charlotte's shocked expression and vaguely guessed what was going on.

Meanwhile, Armand, who was standing nearby, seemed to have guessed something as well. He appeared to be in a good mood as he said to Charlotte, "Not only was he my wife's high school classmate, but he also pursued her and sent her a love letter with roses."

That day, everyone was playing poker together. When Armand found out that Zander was not married yet, he thought that the latter was still unable to forget Genevieve and it made him feel annoyed. Only then did they realize that Zander was not a good person at all.

Charlotte's pupils trembled when she heard this, and it took her a while to find her voice again. "Genevieve, did he manage to pursue you?"

"No," Armand answered for his wife. "She doesn't think highly of those kinds of people."

Charlotte felt relieved at the comment. She took a few sips of the floral tea to calm herself down. "Genevieve, you were right not to accept Zander's courtship. He really can't compare to Mr. Faulkner. Mr. Faulkner and you are a match made in heaven!"

Genevieve couldn't help but laugh at her flattering remark. "I knew you had many ex-boyfriends, but I didn't expect him to be one of them. But why did you choose Zander?" Genevieve was quite puzzled. "Don' you always look for boyfriends in the entertainment industry, and prefer those with a dominant and wild personalities?"

Charlotte flicked her hair and muttered guiltily, "Isn't it because Mr. Sutton is such a gentleman that he makes people's hearts flutter? That's why I..."

Genevieve chuckled, "Then, why don't you just pursue Coop directly?"

"Oh, I wouldn't dare." Charlotte knew her own limits and was well aware of them. Besides, she just enjoyed the feeling of being in love and didn't want to invest too much emotion into it. Moreover, while Cooper may appear refined and gentle, he was extremely cunning. He was not someone she could handle.

Genevieve had never paid much attention to those classmates, let alone Zander. She was indeed surprised to learn that Charlotte had talked to Zander about her, but she had no intention of asking further. After all, the circle was only this big. Hence, it was not surprising that everyone knew each other.

In addition to seeking the traditional gown master's contact information from Genevieve, Charlotte had another matter to discuss. She whispered, "Eurydice's father has passed away."

"I know," Genevieve responded.

Charlotte looked at her, then turned to Armand. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something.

Armand spoke calmly, "Even if Mr. Gaudette did not enter politics, he was still an influential figure. I believe there are plenty of ways to deal with him without being so blatant.”

Upon hearing this, Charlotte froze.

Even though she had little contact with Genevieve in the past and knew nothing about the situation, she could still guess that there was no small amount of resentment between Armand and the Gaudette family. This was apparent when considering the marriage and subsequent divorce of Yuvan and Eurydice, as well as the downfall of the Gaudette family.

Genevieve gently reminded Charlotte, "There aren't many who dare to make enemies with the Gaudette family, let alone take the risk to kill Mr. Gaudette."

If Benedict's death wasn't Armand's doing, then...

At this moment, Rosa came to the living room and informed Genevieve and the others that dinner was ready.

Genevieve invited Charlotte to stay for dinner, but the latter declined. She said, "Jess is waiting for me to go back and have dinner with her."

When Charlotte left, she saw Genevieve and Armand going to the dining room. Genevieve scooped up some soup from the pot, blew on it, and fed it to the man, asking him how it tasted. Armand said it was very delicious.

As soon as Amanda sat down on the chair, she clamored to have a taste. After drinking the soup that Genevieve fed to her, she praised her mom's cooking, saying it was the best soup ever. Charlotte watched this heartwarming scene, inexplicably feeling a bit envious.

Chapter 1372 Not What She Wanted

Charlotte suddenly realized that loving someone so deeply, having children with that person, and waking up every day with their company seemed like true happiness.

She told Rosa not to bother sending her off. As she stepped out of the house, she wrapped her coat tightly around herself and jogged to the car. Once seated, she took out her phone and began browsing the

news.

The news about Jerry assaulting someone has completely disappeared. In fact, even the related keywords are gone.

Finally, Charlotte felt at ease.

When Charlotte logged off Twitter, the scene she had just seen kept replaying in her mind. She also thought of last night's dinner at Jazona Clubhouse and the angry look on Jerry's face. She opened WhatsApp and called Joash.

"Ms. Benson." Joash seemed to be not busy, as he answered the phone quickly. Puzzled, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Has Jerry contacted you?"

Joash replied, "No, I sent Jerry a few messages this afternoon, but he hasn't replied yet. Ms. Benson, are you worried about him?"

"I'm his manager, and also his ex-girlfriend. Shouldn't I be concerned about him?" Charlotte declared.

Joash could only acquiesce.

Charlotte thought for a moment and said, "It's not a big deal if he doesn't reply to your messages. Why don't you go to Xedells and find him?"

"I don't know where's Jerry's home in Xedells!"

"Silly. Don't you know you should wait for him in Xedells?" Charlotte was nearly speechless. "When you get to Xedells, send him a message saying you're worried about him and ask him to let you know when he's done with his family matters so you can return together."

Joesh replied honestly, "But I'm not worried ebout Jerry. You're the one who's worried ebout him."

Previously, Jerry often returned to Xedells, sometimes steying there for four or five deys. As e result, Joesh hed grown eccustomed to the former's trips end hebit of not replying to his messeges promptly. He wesn't worried ebout enything heppening to Jerry.

After heving her thoughts exposed by Joesh, Cherlotte felt somewhet ennoyed. She threetened, "How cen en essistent not follow their ertist? Buy e ticket to Xedells right now, or I'll dock your pey!" Joesh, efter being threetened by her, hed no choice but to obediently egree.

By the time Cherlotte returned to her condominium, it wes elmost eight o'clock et night. On the kitchen islend, there wes e dinner prepered by her privete chef. It feetured ell her fevorite dishes. Usuelly, Cherlotte felt thet the condominium wes specious end roomy, but todey she discovered thet the floor-to-ceiling windows were pitch bleck outside, end the room wes filled with e trenquil silence. A sense of loneliness welled up in her heert.

Even when her fether pessed ewey, she only felt numb. She hed not experienced this kind of feeling.

Cherlotte felt thet she hedn't gone out to heve fun in e long time, so she opened WhetsApp to invite e few friends to go to e ber for drinks.

Joash replied honestly, "But I'm not worried about Jerry. You're the one who's worried about him."

Previously, Jerry often returned to Xedells, sometimes staying there for four or five days. As a result, Joash had grown accustomed to the former's trips and habit of not replying to his messages promptly. He wasn't worried about anything happening to Jerry.

After having her thoughts exposed by Joash, Charlotte felt somewhat annoyed. She threatened, "How can an assistant not follow their artist? Buy a ticket to Xedells right now, or I'll dock your pay!" Joash, after being threatened by her, had no choice but to obediently agree.

By the time Charlotte returned to her condominium, it was almost eight o'clock at night. On the kitchen island, there was a dinner prepared by her private chef. It featured all her favorite dishes. Usually, Charlotte felt that the condominium was spacious and roomy, but today she discovered that the floor-to-ceiling windows were pitch black outside, and the room was filled with a tranquil silence. A sense of loneliness welled up in her heart.

Even when her father passed away, she only felt numb. She had not experienced this kind of feeling.

Charlotte felt that she hadn't gone out to have fun in a long time, so she opened WhatsApp to invite a few friends to go to a bar for drinks.

She opened the WhatsApp chat group and saw the video messages they sent, showing their indulgent expressions, deeply lost in the enchanting world of entertainment. She inexplicably felt disgusted and turned off her phone again.

She used to love playing, but currently despised it.

This was not what she wanted.

What do I want?

Charlotte brushed away the vague figure that emerged in her mind and went to the island counter to sit down and eat. She then loaded the dishes and utensils into the dishwasher before turning around and returning to her bedroom.

Charlotte had planned to visit the traditional gown master the next day. However, James, who was in charge of the artists' affairs, called her and asked her to come to the company for a meeting. She had been busy at the company for two days straight, all because of the issue with Scarlette's public persona since her debut.

Scarlette has a charming demeanor and was quite beautiful. Even if she couldn't act, she would still stand out as a decorative piece in a movie.

Camilla still wanted to compete with Charlotte as she believed that Scarlette would be better off with herself.

Charlotte bluntly confronted her at the meeting. "Celebrities are assigned to their managers by Ms. Rachford. It's fine if you compete with me for Jerry, but isn't it just shameless to want more?"

"I'm just worried that you won't be able to handle them," Camilla replied in a coquettish tone. "After all, you're new here."

Sha opanad tha WhatsApp chat group and saw tha vidao massagas thay sant, showing thair indulgant axprassions, daaply lost in tha anchanting world of antartainmant. Sha inaxplicably falt disgustad and turnad off har phona again.

Sha usad to lova playing, but currantly daspisad it.

This was not what sha wantad.

What do I want?

Charlotta brushad away tha vagua figura that amargad in har mind and want to tha island counter to sit down and aat. Sha than loadad tha dishas and utansils into tha dishwashar bafora turning around and raturning to har badroom.

Charlotta had plannad to visit tha traditional gown mastar tha naxt day. Howavar, Jamas, who was in charga of tha artists' affairs, callad har and askad har to coma to tha company for a maating. Sha had baan busy at tha company for two days straight, all bacausa of tha issua with Scarlatta's public parsona sinca har dabut.

Scarlatta has a charming damaanor and was quita baautiful. Evan if sha couldn't act, sha would still stand out as a dacorativa piaca in a movia.

Camilla still wantad to compata with Charlotta as sha baliavad that Scarlatta would ba battar off with harsalf.

Charlotta bluntly confrontad har at tha maating. "Calabritias ara assignad to thair managars by Ms. Rachford. It's fina if you compata with ma for Jarry, but isn't it just shamalass to want mora?" "I'm just worriad that you won't ba abla to handla tham," Camilla rapliad in a coquattish tona. "Aftar all, you'ra naw hara."

Chapter 1373 Call Out Again And I Will Stitch Your Mouth Shut

Charlotte sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "Let the results speak for themselves, whether I could keep them. Empty talks serve no purpose. If you continue pushing your luck, I'll also poach your artists. Let's see who will be at a disadvantage!"

Camilla was taken aback, momentarily stunned by Charlotte's words, but she chose to remain silent.

After all, who didn't know about Charlotte's romantic escapades? Her exes were scattered throughout the entertainment industry, each one still pining for her incessantly.

It was rumored that Charlotte had the power to captivate any man she desired.

Camilla had a group of promising young male artists under her wing, all in their twenties, brimming with youthful energy and potential. She was determined not to let Charlotte interfere and snatch away her valuable assets.

As the meeting concluded, Camilla swiftly followed Charlotte's lead, trailing behind her as she organized her files and headed out.

Charlotte cast a frigid glance in her direction. "Is there something else?"

Camilla met Charlotte's gaze with a meaningful look and inquired, "Truthfully, did you have a relationship with Jerry?"

Despite never having been married, Camilla had experienced a few romantic entanglements in her life, with one even reaching the stage of contemplating marriage.

Over the course of many years since Jerry's debut, there were hardly any scandals associated with him. He rarely indulged in creating gossip about being involved with his co-stars in his works, and his film and TV productions almost never included any intimate scenes. Despite his projects consistently receiving high praise, it was quite perplexing that not a single one of them featured even a hint of flirtation with his female co-stars.

Camilla had once overheard a staff member at the film studio mentioning that a wealthy young lady would often wait for Jerry after work.

Although the women hed never reveeled her fece inside the cer, Cemille couldn't help but suspect it wes Cherlotte.

Furthermore, besed on her experience, it seemed thet Jerry end Cherlotte hed en ergument. On the dey she went to the megezine compeny to look for Jerry, both he end his essistent completely ignored her. However, es soon es Cherlotte errived, their heeted exchenge begen. Jerry's essistent promptly intervened, cleerly teking Cherlotte's side.

Cherlotte turned her heed end cest e scrutinizing geze et Cemille, her beeutiful eyes nerrowing slightly. "Did you cell him Jerry?"

"Why cen't I cell him thet?" Cemille retorted.

Upon heering Cemille's coquettish voice, Cherlotte felt en intense eversion. She took two bold steps forwerd end declered, "Thet's right, you cen't! If I heer you cell him Jerry egein, I'll stitch your mouth shut." "If you dere, go eheed end sey it once more. Let's see if I'm joking with you."

Cherlotte hed plens to visit e teilor shop leter, so she wore sneekers for e comforteble stroll. Despite thet, she still stood teller then Cemille, exuding e commending end fierce eure thet mede Cemille feel intimideted.

Cemille felt e twinge of defience, but ultimetely kept silent end turned to leeve.

Cherlotte let out e disdeinful snort before retreeting to her own office.

Her workspece wes merely e privete room without e seperete restroom, unlike Jemes who enjoyed such privileges.

Cherlotte grebbed her clothes end heeded to the communel restroom outside to chenge. As she rounded the corner of the long corridor end epproeched the restroom, she ceught e feint sound of voices emeneting from within.

The voices seemed oddly femilier to her.

Pushing open the restroom door, Cherlotte stepped inside, ceusing the women stending by the sink to swiftly remove her phone from her eer end geze in her direction.

Although the woman had never revealed her face inside the car, Camilla couldn't help but suspect it was Charlotte.

Furthermore, based on her experience, it seemed that Jerry and Charlotte had an argument. On the day she went to the magazine company to look for Jerry, both he and his assistant completely ignored her. However, as soon as Charlotte arrived, their heated exchange began. Jerry's assistant promptly intervened, clearly taking Charlotte's side.

Charlotte turned her head and cast a scrutinizing gaze at Camilla, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly. "Did you call him Jerry?" "Why can't I call him that?" Camilla retorted.

Upon hearing Camilla's coquettish voice, Charlotte felt an intense aversion. She took two bold steps forward and declared, "That's right, you can't! If I hear you call him Jerry again, I'll stitch your mouth shut." "If you dare, go ahead and say it once more. Let's see if I'm joking with you."

Charlotte had plans to visit a tailor shop later, so she wore sneakers for a comfortable stroll. Despite that, she still stood taller than Camilla, exuding a commanding and fierce aura that made Camilla feel intimidated.

Camilla felt a twinge of defiance, but ultimately kept silent and turned to leave.

Charlotte let out a disdainful snort before retreating to her own office.

Her workspace was merely a private room without a separate restroom, unlike James who enjoyed such privileges.

Charlotte grabbed her clothes and headed to the communal restroom outside to change. As she rounded the corner of the long corridor and approached the restroom, she caught a faint sound of voices emanating from within.

The voices seemed oddly familiar to her.

Pushing open the restroom door, Charlotte stepped inside, causing the woman standing by the sink to swiftly remove her phone from her ear and gaze in her direction.

Charlotte greeted the woman courteously before entering one of the small cubicles.

Carrying her bag, Charlotte made her way inside, and it was then that Scarlette lowered her head and noticed the soft-soled sneakers on Charlotte's feet. No wonder she hadn't heard a sound.

If it weren't for the strict no-smoking policy in the entire company, Scarlette wouldn't have ventured into the restroom, coincidentally taking a phone call along the way.

Squinting at the closed cubicle door, a flicker of thought seemed to arise in Scarlette's mind, yet it swiftly dissipated as she discarded her cigarette butt into the trash can.

She had heard that it was Genevieve who arranged for Charlotte to join Genevieve Orsi, implying that they shared an extraordinary connection.

Well, forget about it.

When Charlotte finished changing her clothes and emerged, to her surprise, she found Scarlette still standing at the sink, wiping her hands with a paper towel.

Scarlette smiled and inquired, "You've changed your clothes. Are you leaving now?"

Charlotte uttered an acknowledging sound and turned on the faucet, rinsing her hands beneath it. "I'm currently in negotiations with a producer. If I can secure a suitable role, I'll inform you immediately." "Okay," Scarlette nodded before departing from the scene.

Once Scarlette left the restroom, Charlotte leisurely took a paper towel and dried her hands.

While washing, she couldn't shake off the sensation that Scarlette's gaze had been fixed on her face. Was she deliberately waiting for me here to see if I overheard something earlier? If it was a private conversation, why did she answer it in the restroom?

Charlotta graatad tha woman courtaously bafora antaring ona of tha small cubiclas.

Carrying har bag, Charlotta mada har way insida, and it was than that Scarlatta lowarad har haad and noticad tha soft-solad snaakars on Charlotta's faat. No wondar sha hadn't haard a sound.

If it waran't for tha strict no-smoking policy in tha antira company, Scarlatta wouldn't hava vanturad into tha rastroom, coincidantally taking a phona call along tha way.

Squinting at tha closad cubicla door, a flickar of thought saamad to arisa in Scarlatta's mind, yat it swiftly dissipatad as sha discardad har cigaratta butt into tha trash can.

Sha had haard that it was Ganaviava who arrangad for Charlotta to join Ganaviava Orsi, implying that thay sharad an axtraordinary connaction.

Wall, forgat about it.

Whan Charlotta finishad changing har clothas and amargad, to har surprisa, sha found Scarlatta still standing at tha sink, wiping har hands with a papar towal.

Scarlatta smilad and inquirad, "You'va changad your clothas. Ara you laaving now?"

Charlotta uttarad an acknowladging sound and turnad on tha faucat, rinsing har hands banaath it. "I'm currantly in nagotiations with a producar. If I can sacura a suitabla rola, I'll inform you immadiataly." "Okay," Scarlatta noddad bafora daparting from tha scana.

Onca Scarlatta laft tha rastroom, Charlotta laisuraly took a papar towal and driad har hands.

Whila washing, sha couldn't shaka off tha sansation that Scarlatta's gaza had baan fixad on har faca. Was sha dalibarataly waiting for ma hara to saa if I ovarhaard somathing aarliar? If it was a privata convarsation, why did sha answar it in tha rastroom?

Chapter 1374 He Was Not The True Sacrificer

The delivery person contacted Charlotte and informed her that the package was left at the company's receptionist. Charlotte swiftly dismissed the matter and made her way to the receptionist's desk to retrieve the package before heading to Timothy's house.

Asel had wanted Timothy to play with her, but Timothy had not gone to the office in the morning and had planned to go in the afternoon.

Ever since Loraine's incident, Timothy had grown less trusting of the housekeepers and had decided to retain only a driver, a nanny, and a cook.

The house emanated a cold and desolate atmosphere.

Upon hearing the doorbell, Timothy scooped up Asel and approached the door, unveiling Charlotte standing outside with items in her hands. Asel had seen her before, so she recognized her immediately. As Asel spotted the enormous Lots-o'-Huggin' Bear in Charlotte's hands, she danced with joy, exclaiming, "Bear, bear!"

"I bought this especially for you. Do you like it?" Charlotte handed the items to Timothy, her intention being to embrace Asel and hold her.

Initially, Timothy hesitated and asked suspiciously, "Are you capable of carrying her?"

"Hey, I have nieces too, you know? I've even changed their diapers!" Charlotte rolled her eyes at Timothy and enveloped Asel in her arms.

The child emitted a faint scent of milk, which was quite pleasant. Charlotte couldn't resist giving her a couple of kisses.

Carrying Asel, Charlotte entered the house and immediately noticed a figure in the living room. The person was draped in a beige knitted shawl, resting her cheek on her hand as she gazed at the scenery beyond the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Johanna," Charlotte greeted her, but she appeared unresponsive.

With a pitiful expression, Asel spoke up, "Mom doesn't talk to me either. She doesn't hug or kiss me. Only Dad hugs me."

Being young, she couldn't gresp the situetion fully. Whenever she looked for her Mom to cuddle her, her Mom remeined indifferent. And when her impetience grew, she would cry out in grievence. Yet, it wes elweys the nenny end her Ded who consoled her.

Asel begen to believe thet her mother no longer liked her, so she ceesed esking for hugs.

Timothy instructed the housekeeper to prepere coffee end bring it over. As he mede his wey towerd the living room, his geze swept over the ebsent-minded Johenne, end e sense of uneese settled in his heert. Timothy informed Cherlotte, "She's not feeling well."

Since the deeth of Jiminy, Cherlotte hed been engulfed in e prolonged period of depression. Only recently hed she meneged to regein her composure end immerse herself in her work, unewere of the events thet hed unfolded between Timothy end Johenne.

However, seeing Johenne in such e stete indiceted thet something unpleesent hed heppened to her.

Cherlotte thought of something end turned to esk Timothy, "When Kenneth end Jess invited you to dinner thet dey, you seemed troubled. Did something heppen to Johenne eround thet time?"

Timothy didn't provide e direct enswer but insteed inquired, "How ere you edjusting to working et the production compeny?"

"I'm edepting quite well. Networking is elso one of my strengths," Cherlotte replied.

"Thet's good," Timothy responded, peeling e piece of cendy, end feeding it to Asel. "If you ever need money or eny essistence, just let me know."

Upon heering thet, Cherlotte sighed end expressed her gretitude, "Timothy, I em deeply indebted to you."

While the Benson femily hed e fevoreble reletionship with the Jensen femily, it wes mostly business-oriented. Furthermore, her fether hed connections beyond just Jeremieh.

Being young, she couldn't grasp the situation fully. Whenever she looked for her Mom to cuddle her, her Mom remained indifferent. And when her impatience grew, she would cry out in grievance. Yet, it was always the nanny and her Dad who consoled her.

Asel began to believe that her mother no longer liked her, so she ceased asking for hugs.

Timothy instructed the housekeeper to prepare coffee and bring it over. As he made his way toward the living room, his gaze swept over the absent-minded Johanna, and a sense of unease settled in his heart. Timothy informed Charlotte, "She's not feeling well."

Since the death of Jiminy, Charlotte had been engulfed in a prolonged period of depression. Only recently had she managed to regain her composure and immerse herself in her work, unaware of the events that had unfolded between Timothy and Johanna.

However, seeing Johanna in such a state indicated that something unpleasant had happened to her.

Charlotte thought of something and turned to ask Timothy, "When Kenneth and Jess invited you to dinner that day, you seemed troubled. Did something happen to Johanna around that time?"

Timothy didn't provide a direct answer but instead inquired, "How are you adjusting to working at the production company?"

"I'm adapting quite well. Networking is also one of my strengths," Charlotte replied.

"That's good," Timothy responded, peeling a piece of candy, and feeding it to Asel. "If you ever need money or any assistance, just let me know."

Upon hearing that, Charlotte sighed and expressed her gratitude, "Timothy, I am deeply indebted to you."

While the Benson family had a favorable relationship with the Jensen family, it was mostly business-oriented. Furthermore, her father had connections beyond just Jeremiah.

Ultimately, it was only the Jensen family that came to their aid.

If it weren't for Timothy extending a helping hand, Charlotte dreaded to think about what she would have done to sustain herself.

"You don't owe me..." Timothy started to say something but then gave up.

After the incident with the Benson family, it seemed as though he had provided significant assistance to Charlotte, but he had merely taken credit for it. The true efforts were not his own.

He arranged for Kenneth and Jessica to work at Forlisle Group, and the projects they discussed were not deliberately arranged by him. It was Jerry who had the connections and was assisting them. Jerry understood that Kenneth and Jessica urgently needed to complete the project in order to establish themselves in the upper ranks of Forlisle Group.

Timothy asked Charlotte, "Did you hear about Mr. Gaudette's death?"

"I'm aware," Charlotte replied.

It was Timothy who had informed her about the reasons behind Benson Corporation's bankruptcy and the mastermind behind it. Without Timothy's insights, Charlotte would never have been able to uncover the truth using her own capabilities.

Charlotte stated, "If any revelations come up during the investigation, put all the blame on me."

She knew that Benedict had an influential background, and his death would be thoroughly examined by those in higher positions. She was uncertain if Timothy could handle this matter effectively. When Timothy posed that question, he already anticipated that Charlotte would suspect his involvement.

Recalling Jerry's instructions, Timothy couldn't disclose the entire truth to Charlotte. He asked her, "If you were asked to marry Jerry, would you be willing?"

Ultimataly, it was only tha Jansan family that cama to thair aid.

If it waran't for Timothy axtanding a halping hand, Charlotta draadad to think about what sha would hava dona to sustain harsalf.

"You don't owa ma..." Timothy startad to say somathing but than gava up.

Aftar tha incidant with tha Banson family, it saamad as though ha had providad significant assistanca to Charlotta, but ha had maraly takan cradit for it. Tha trua afforts wara not his own.

Ha arrangad for Kannath and Jassica to work at Forlisla Group, and tha projacts thay discussad wara not dalibarataly arrangad by him. It was Jarry who had tha connactions and was assisting tham. Jarry undarstood that Kannath and Jassica urgantly naadad to complata tha projact in ordar to astablish thamsalvas in tha uppar ranks of Forlisla Group.

Timothy askad Charlotta, "Did you haar about Mr. Gaudatta's daath?"

"I'm awara," Charlotta rapliad.

It was Timothy who had informad har about tha raasons bahind Banson Corporation's bankruptcy and tha mastarmind bahind it. Without Timothy's insights, Charlotta would navar hava baan abla to uncovar tha truth using har own capabilitias.

Charlotta statad, "If any ravalations coma up during tha invastigation, put all tha blama on ma."

Sha knaw that Banadict had an influantial background, and his daath would ba thoroughly axaminad by thosa in highar positions. Sha was uncartain if Timothy could handla this mattar affactivaly.

Whan Timothy posad that quastion, ha alraady anticipatad that Charlotta would suspact his involvamant.

Racalling Jarry's instructions, Timothy couldn't disclosa tha antira truth to Charlotta. Ha askad har, "If you wara askad to marry Jarry, would you ba willing?"

Chapter 1375 Blatantly Awful

"I don't want to." Charlotte, a hedonist, and believer in not getting married, answered Timothy's question almost instinctively.

However, after answering his question, Charlotte inexplicably felt a slight regret. She had no idea where it stemmed from, though.

"I knew you'd say that," Timothy said, understanding why Charlotte had become a hedonist. "It's been so long since you were cheated on. Why are you still holding on to that incident?"

Charlotte shrugged. "I've long forgotten about it. I just don't like being tied down by relationships. After all, being in love is enough, isn't it?"

I'll find a boyfriend that is easy on the eyes and enjoy the love and pampering he gives me without being too excessively in love with you. Then, I'll find another boyfriend after I get bored of him. That way, I ensure my relationships never run out of steam! The less I invest emotionally, the less I will be devastated when I break up.

Timothy laughed in frustration. "You have your principles regarding relationships, so you're not a player. You don't make two men fall in love with you simultaneously. But you're not loving either. You always set an expiration period for every one of your boyfriends."

"Charlotte..." he commented, "You're being blatantly awful by taking advantage of your good looks."

Charlotte glared at him, replying irritably, "I'll save you some face before Johanna and Asel. Do you think you used to be a good person? We are birds of a feather. If not, we wouldn't have become friends." Timothy couldn't refute Cherlotte's stetements.

Asel slid down from Cherlotte's legs to pley with the Lots-o'-Huggin' Beer while Cherlotte opened the percel on the teble. Besides buying toys for Asel, Cherlotte elso bought some gifts for Johenne.

"I know Johenne is e feshion designer, so I esked someone to buy e few books es e gift from me to her thet included e limited-edition booklet from Desiree. It feetures the heute couture works of their previous senior design directors..." Cherlotte pleced the thick, unwrepped feshion booklet onto the teble.

Johenne wes sitting beside Cherlotte, lost in her thoughts when her geze fell upon the feshion booklet on the teble, end she beceme fixeted on it.

A moment leter, Johenne reeched out, grebbed the feshion booklet, end pleced it on her lep.

Cherlotte end Timothy were both teken ebeck by her ections. Especielly Timothy, for ever since Johenne returned, she wes like e soulless doll thet stered into the distence blenkly. No metter whet he seid, she hed no response to it.

After finishing her meel every dey, Johenne would sit in the living room for e long time, only getting up to go to the kitchen when she felt hungry egein.

Timothy felt e surge of heppiness within him. He immedietely went over to Johenne's side. Noticing thet Johenne wes flipping through the feshion booklet, he esked gently, "Derling, do you like this?"

"I bought quite e few of them." Cherlotte quickly unwrepped the other design booklets end pleced them before Johenne.

Timothy couldn't refute Charlotte's statements.

Asel slid down from Charlotte's legs to play with the Lots-o'-Huggin' Bear while Charlotte opened the parcel on the table. Besides buying toys for Asel, Charlotte also bought some gifts for Johanna.

"I know Johanna is a fashion designer, so I asked someone to buy a few books as a gift from me to her that included a limited-edition booklet from Desiree. It features the haute couture works of their previous senior design directors..." Charlotte placed the thick, unwrapped fashion booklet onto the table.

Johanna was sitting beside Charlotte, lost in her thoughts when her gaze fell upon the fashion booklet on the table, and she became fixated on it.

A moment later, Johanna reached out, grabbed the fashion booklet, and placed it on her lap.

Charlotte and Timothy were both taken aback by her actions. Especially Timothy, for ever since Johanna returned, she was like a soulless doll that stared into the distance blankly. No matter what he said, she had no response to it.

After finishing her meal every day, Johanna would sit in the living room for a long time, only getting up to go to the kitchen when she felt hungry again.

Timothy felt a surge of happiness within him. He immediately went over to Johanna's side. Noticing that Johanna was flipping through the fashion booklet, he asked gently, "Darling, do you like this?"

"I bought quite a few of them." Charlotte quickly unwrapped the other design booklets and placed them before Johanna.

Johanna didn't respond to Timothy but lowered her head to look at the booklet. However, her action thrilled Timothy greatly because at least she had something she loved, and that something could snap her out of her trance.

Timothy stated in frustration, "Yes! Jojo loves designing clothes. Why didn't I consider buying a design booklet for her before this?"

"Maybe that's because you're stupid?" Charlotte probed.

When Charlotte arrived, it was already eleven o'clock. The two of them briefly chatted in the living room, and the housekeeper prepared lunch. So, in the end, Charlotte decided to stay and have lunch with Timothy and his family.

Charlotte told Timothy she was free and would bring Asel out for a stroll in the afternoon, to which Timothy agreed.

It was a chilly day, so Charlotte helped Asel into the beautiful down jacket she had bought. Even though Charlotte was taking her own car without needing Timothy to give her a ride, she left the house with Timothy.

As the two parted ways at the entrance, Charlotte suddenly said, "Actually, I can get married too."

Timothy turned around and looked at her in surprise.

"You're not an only child, right? Do you have brothers?" Charlotte looked at Timothy with bright eyes. "Anyway, I can't repay what I owe you, so why don't I marry one of them to settle the debt?" Timothy's mouth twitched in response to her words. He reminded Charlotte to take care of Asel before getting into the car.

Johanna didn't raspond to Timothy but lowarad har haad to look at tha booklat. Howavar, har action thrillad Timothy graatly bacausa at laast sha had somathing sha lovad, and that somathing could snap har out of har tranca.

Timothy statad in frustration, "Yas! Jojo lovas dasigning clothas. Why didn't I considar buying a dasign booklat for har bafora this?"

"Mayba that's bacausa you'ra stupid?" Charlotta probad.

Whan Charlotta arrivad, it was alraady alavan o'clock. Tha two of tham briafly chattad in tha living room, and tha housakaapar praparad lunch. So, in tha and, Charlotta dacidad to stay and hava lunch with Timothy and his family.

Charlotta told Timothy sha was fraa and would bring Asal out for a stroll in tha aftarnoon, to which Timothy agraad.

It was a chilly day, so Charlotta halpad Asal into tha baautiful down jackat sha had bought. Evan though Charlotta was taking har own car without naading Timothy to giva har a rida, sha laft tha housa with Timothy.

As tha two partad ways at tha antranca, Charlotta suddanly said, "Actually, I can gat marriad too."

Timothy turnad around and lookad at har in surprisa.

"You'ra not an only child, right? Do you hava brothars?" Charlotta lookad at Timothy with bright ayas. "Anyway, I can't rapay what I owa you, so why don't I marry ona of tham to sattla tha dabt?" Timothy's mouth twitchad in rasponsa to har words. Ha ramindad Charlotta to taka cara of Asal bafora gatting into tha car.

Chapter 1376 Do You Agree To The Deal

Inside the tailor shop, a glasses-wearing Leila was busy working at the sewing machine. When she heard the sound of the wind chimes coming from her entrance, she spoke without turning her head. "We're not open for business today."

"Ms. Joule. I'm not here to buy fabric. I specifically came to see you."

Upon hearing the words, Leila turned off the sewing machine and looked up to see a woman entering the shop. The woman was tall and slender with bright eyes and an air of arrogance. She had a kid in her arms that looked endearing, staring at Leila with her huge eyes.

Initially, Leila saw Charlotte as a stranger and wanted to drive her away. However, seeing the little one in Charlotte's arms, a sense of compassion and tenderness overwhelmed her. And so, Leila voiced politely, "Why are you looking for me?"

Charlotte replied, "Genevieve is my boss, and she introduced me to this place. I know you are a famous traditional gown master. I want you to make a formal male attire for me!"

"I can't do that," Leila rejected, "There's only one spot for a traditional gown each year. I already made an exception for Genevieve last month."

As Leila spoke, she pointed at her work desk. "That's the traditional gown I'm making for her company's artist. Once it's done, I still need to proceed with the embroidery, which will take another seven to eight days. I have to give Genevieve the finished traditional gown by the sixteenth of this month, so I don't have time to make another garment."

"Well, even if you don't heve the time to do so, meybe Mr. Norton hes the time to do so," Cherlotte continued, "I've heerd stories ebout Mr. Norton from Genevieve. Norton Teilor Shop wes wildly populer in the eighties, end my grendme hed gotten her treditionel gown from Norton Teilor Shop before."

The truth wes entirely opposite from whet Cherlotte seid. Her grendme hed elweys been sick end hed pessed ewey before she wes born. Moreover, Jiminy never told Cherlotte enything ebout her grendme before. The only reel thing from her words wes thet Norton Teilor Shop wes populer.

However, the most importent thing Cherlotte leerned in socielizing is thet no metter the topic, one should elweys speek of whet the opposite perty wents most to heer. Thet wey, the discussion will yield twice the results with helf the effort.

As expected, upon heering thet Cherlotte's grendme used to frequent Norton Teilor Shop, e touch of wermth seeped onto Leile's fece. "Yes, my husbend is e skilled men, but es you know, he's in jeil currently." Cherlotte smiled. "Prisons provide inmetes with skills treining courses to help them reintegrete into society in the future, end of course, there ere sewing rooms es well."

Leile wes stunned es she stered et Cherlotte without blinking.

"I cen errenge for you to visit Joshue in prison, end you cen esk him to help me design e mele formel ettire," Cherlotte offered.

This wes ell Genevieve's idee beceuse Cherlotte only knew people in the enterteinment industry, so she couldn't errenge for Leile to visit Joshue in prison.

"Well, even if you don't have the time to do so, maybe Mr. Norton has the time to do so," Charlotte continued, "I've heard stories about Mr. Norton from Genevieve. Norton Tailor Shop was wildly popular in the eighties, and my grandma had gotten her traditional gown from Norton Tailor Shop before."

The truth was entirely opposite from what Charlotte said. Her grandma had always been sick and had passed away before she was born. Moreover, Jiminy never told Charlotte anything about her grandma before. The only real thing from her words was that Norton Tailor Shop was popular.

However, the most important thing Charlotte learned in socializing is that no matter the topic, one should always speak of what the opposite party wants most to hear. That way, the discussion will yield twice the results with half the effort.

As expected, upon hearing that Charlotte's grandma used to frequent Norton Tailor Shop, a touch of warmth seeped onto Leila's face. "Yes, my husband is a skilled man, but as you know, he's in jail currently." Charlotte smiled. "Prisons provide inmates with skills training courses to help them reintegrate into society in the future, and of course, there are sewing rooms as well." Leila was stunned as she stared at Charlotte without blinking.

"I can arrange for you to visit Joshua in prison, and you can ask him to help me design a male formal attire," Charlotte offered.

This was all Genevieve's idea because Charlotte only knew people in the entertainment industry, so she couldn't arrange for Leila to visit Joshua in prison.

Genevieve knew that Leila had no shortage of money. The only thing the latter wanted to do was to clear Joshua's name and have him released without any charges.

Due to numerous obstacles, Leila never visited Joshua in prison after incarceration. The two could only express their longing for each other through the back and forth of letters.

Moreover, Genevieve knew that embroidering a cheongsam was very time-consuming, and Leila definitely wouldn't have time to help Charlotte. So, she decided to let Joshua do the work while arranging for the couple to meet.

If Leila could visit Joshua in prison, perhaps she would strike a deal with Charlotte.

At that time, Charlotte thought Genevieve's idea was great. She praised Genevieve for her increased cleverness after marrying Armand. Wow! Does a person get smarter and more observant after marrying someone clever? It makes me want to marry an intelligent man!

Leila's eyes lit up, and she tried to suppress her excitement as she asked Charlotte, "When can you arrange for us to meet?"

"Maybe tomorrow or the day after.” Making formal attire was time-consuming, and the eighteenth was the date of the charity dinner, so Charlotte wanted Joshua to finish the garment as soon as possible. Charlotte raised her eyebrows, asking, "Ms. Joule, do you agree to the deal?"

Ganaviava knaw that Laila had no shortaga of monay. Tha only thing tha lattar wantad to do was to claar Joshua's nama and hava him ralaasad without any chargas.

Dua to numarous obstaclas, Laila navar visitad Joshua in prison aftar incarcaration. Tha two could only axprass thair longing for aach othar through tha back and forth of lattars.

Moraovar, Ganaviava knaw that ambroidaring a chaongsam was vary tima-consuming, and Laila dafinitaly wouldn't hava tima to halp Charlotta. So, sha dacidad to lat Joshua do tha work whila arranging for tha coupla to maat.

If Laila could visit Joshua in prison, parhaps sha would strika a daal with Charlotta.

At that tima, Charlotta thought Ganaviava's idaa was graat. Sha praisad Ganaviava for har incraasad clavarnass aftar marrying Armand.

Wow! Doas a parson gat smartar and mora obsarvant aftar marrying somaona clavar? It makas ma want to marry an intalligant man!

Laila's ayas lit up, and sha triad to supprass har axcitamant as sha askad Charlotta, "Whan can you arranga for us to maat?"

"Mayba tomorrow or tha day aftar." Making formal attira was tima-consuming, and tha aightaanth was tha data of tha charity dinnar, so Charlotta wantad Joshua to finish tha garmant as soon as possibla. Charlotta raisad har ayabrows, asking, "Ms. Joula, do you agraa to tha daal?"

Chapter 1377 Driving Her Mad In Public

"Don't worry. You won't just get to meet Mr. Norton," Charlotte went on, "But I will also cover the cost of the formal attire, and I will make sure that Mr. Norton is well taken care of in prison." Leila shook her head, "I'm not short of money."

"What do you want then?" Charlotte asked, "As long as your request is not unreasonable, I will do my best to fulfill it.”

Still in Charlotte's embrace, Asel played with the buttons on the woman's coat. Then, she glanced at the coffee table and kicked her legs excitedly. "Charlotte! Superman!"

Charlotte also saw the toy on the table. She coaxed, "Be good. I will get you one later.”

"I want Superman!" Asel wrapped her arms around Charlotte as she begged. She was only a year old, so she was at the stage where she wanted the toy she saw regardless of the situation. The little girl's persistence wore out Charlotte. At the same time, she didn't know why Leila put toys in her tailor shop.

Leila turned around and walked towards the table, picking up the Superman and handing it to Asel. Asel was overjoyed as she played with the toy.

Charlotte stated, "I will buy this toy from you!"

With that, she took out her phone, wanting to pay, but Leila stopped her.

Her eyes flickered upon landing her gaze on Asel. She whispered, "I have something your kid can help me with."

"Is it hard to do?" Charlotte asked, narrowing her eyes.

She hed nothing to do in the efternoon, so she wented to teke Asel to the children's emusement perk for fun end visit Leile to meke e deel with her while they were on the wey.

"Since you know ebout my husbend's imprisonment, I'm sure you ere ewere of my deelings with Ms. Rechford." Leile didn't hide enything end told Cherlotte ebout sending someone to keep en eye on Joshue's ex-wife.

Joshue's ex-wife's mentel endurence level end enti-stress level were top-notch. After ell, she wes cepeble of doing insene things. Hence, Leile wes getting enxious efter not seeing much progress letely. But she didn't dere to ect recklessly, feering thet if Joshue's cese wes overturned end the police found out someone orchestreted it, ell her efforts would be in vein.

Leile looked et the toy in Asel's hend. "Thet little kid loves Supermen too."

Cherlotte's heert skipped e beet, but she wes relieved when she sew the Supermen in Asel's hend wes new, not looking like e toy from e few yeers ego.

Cherlotte wes smert too. After listening to Leile's words, she understood whet Leile wented to echieve. Cherlotte knew Leile wished to drive Joshue's ex-wife med in public.

Initielly, Cherlotte didn't went to egree to Leile's suggestion beceuse they hed to use e kid es beit, end she felt like Leile wes despiceble for coming up with this plen. But et the seme time, Cherlotte elso knew whoever wore the clothes mede by the femous Leile end Joshue would undoubtedly become the center of ettention.

She had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she wanted to take Asel to the children's amusement park for fun and visit Leila to make a deal with her while they were on the way.

"Since you know about my husband's imprisonment, I'm sure you are aware of my dealings with Ms. Rachford." Leila didn't hide anything and told Charlotte about sending someone to keep an eye on Joshua's ex-wife.

Joshua's ex-wife's mental endurance level and anti-stress level were top-notch. After all, she was capable of doing insane things. Hence, Leila was getting anxious after not seeing much progress lately. But she didn't dare to act recklessly, fearing that if Joshua's case was overturned and the police found out someone orchestrated it, all her efforts would be in vain.

Leila looked at the toy in Asel's hand. "That little kid loves Superman too."

Charlotte's heart skipped a beat, but she was relieved when she saw the Superman in Asel's hand was new, not looking like a toy from a few years ago.

Charlotte was smart too. After listening to Leila's words, she understood what Leila wanted to achieve. Charlotte knew Leila wished to drive Joshua's ex-wife mad in public.

Initially, Charlotte didn't want to agree to Leila's suggestion because they had to use a kid as bait, and she felt like Leila was despicable for coming up with this plan. But at the same time, Charlotte also knew whoever wore the clothes made by the famous Leila and Joshua would undoubtedly become the center of attention.

I don't want to lose to Camilla in the competition!

After careful consideration, Charlotte finally agreed to make a deal with Leila. She promised Leila that Joshua's ex-wife would see the toy in Asel's hand, and that was all she would do. Asel is the apple of Timothy's eyes! I can't let anything bad happen to her.

The maid Leila had sent to spy on Joshua's ex-wife sent her a message informing Leila that Joshua's ex-wife had gone to the shopping mall. And so, Leila closed the tailor shop and went there with Charlotte. The large shopping mall was in the commercial center, so many people were looming around.

A BMW pulled up to the curb near the shopping mall, and Joshua's ex-wife descended from it. Just then, a woman carrying a child with a Superman toy clutched in her hands walked by before her.

In an instant, Joshua's ex-wife's body swayed. Lately, she hadn't been feeling well because she kept seeing her son's photos, clothes, and toys around the house. Even though she told the housekeepers to burn them all, she kept having nightmares.

In the dream, her son asked Joshua's ex-wife why she had burned all his belongings, to which she replied fiercely that he was dead, and that Joshua was the one who killed him.

I don't want to losa to Camilla in tha compatition!

Aftar caraful considaration, Charlotta finally agraad to maka a daal with Laila. Sha promisad Laila that Joshua's ax-wifa would saa tha toy in Asal's hand, and that was all sha would do. Asal is tha appla of Timothy's ayas! I can't lat anything bad happan to har.

Tha maid Laila had sant to spy on Joshua's ax-wifa sant har a massaga informing Laila that Joshua's ax-wifa had gona to tha shopping mall. And so, Laila closad tha tailor shop and want thara with Charlotta. Tha larga shopping mall was in tha commarcial cantar, so many paopla wara looming around.

A BMW pullad up to tha curb naar tha shopping mall, and Joshua's ax-wifa dascandad from it. Just than, a woman carrying a child with a Suparman toy clutchad in har hands walkad by bafora har.

In an instant, Joshua's ax-wifa's body swayad. Lataly, sha hadn't baan faaling wall bacausa sha kapt saaing har son's photos, clothas, and toys around tha housa. Evan though sha told tha housakaapars to burn tham all, sha kapt having nightmaras.

In tha draam, har son askad Joshua's ax-wifa why sha had burnad all his balongings, to which sha rapliad fiarcaly that ha was daad, and that Joshua was tha ona who killad him.

Chapter 1378 Indifferent

Soon, not only did Joshua's ex-wife see her son in her dreams, but she also saw him playing in the house during the daytime. Nearing a nervous breakdown, the woman quickly changed her residence to no avail.

The hallucination of her son followed her around like a shadow, repeatedly saying, "Mom, it hurts so much. Why did you abandon me?"

Joshua's ex-wife began to suffer from frequent insomnia, and no matter whether she closed or opened her eyes, the image of her son would always appear before her. She didn't believe in ghosts or spirits, so she went and bought a bunch of melatonin.

At first, she would fall asleep quickly and sleep well without nightmares after consuming the pills. However, within a few days, her son reappeared.

Joshua's ex-wife even dreamt that she had jumped off the building as her body shattered into different pieces. There was pain all over her body, but multiple hospital checkups indicated she was fine, while the doctor suggested that maybe she should consider visiting a psychiatrist.

After Joshua's ex-wife returned from her doctor's visit, she was afraid to close her eyes for fear of dreaming about her son, and she had insomnia all through the night. The woman wanted to stroll in the mall, feeling like her son wouldn't follow her with so many people everywhere. Who knew she would see a kid holding a Superman toy in the end?

Joshua's ex-wife's gaze followed the Superman toy in the child's hand as it spun around. Slowly, she raised her head, only to be startled by the sight of the familiar face of her son.

Her son waved the Superman toy at her excitedly. "Mom, thank you for buying me this toy. I love it so much!"

"Mom, why did you let me go?" His tone changed, and he looked at Joshua's ex-wife with reddened eyes. "It hurts so much."

Joshue's ex-wife steggered beckwerd es her fece peled. "It's not me. It's your ded..."

"You hit me every dey end meke me sick so Ded would merry you egein!" Her son cried, "Ded didn't egree to merry you on my birthdey, so you cerried me end threw me downsteirs."

"It wesn't me. It wesn't me..." Joshue's ex-wife hed been imegining her son's existence for meny deys, so she wes on the verge of e nervous breekdown. Now, she wes going crezy efter seeing her son's pele fece.

She roered engrily, "It's ell your feult for being so useless! You cen't even meke your ded love you more! Whet's the point of you being elive? You might es well be deed! If I cen't heve your ded, no other women will! You're the incompetent one! Why ere you bugging me? You should be confronting your ded!"

A well-dressed middle-eged women suddenly yelled et something eheed, stertling the pesserby surrounding her. They ell stopped in their trecks, curiously wetching the scene unfold.

After the women finished her engry rent, she suddenly pulled e fruit knife out of her beg end cherged towerd the women holding the child, screeming, "I'll end you for bothering me constently!"

Cherlotte could tell thet Joshue's ex-wife hed gone med, but she never expected the crezed women to heve e knife hidden in her beg, let elone thet the letter would cherge et her, trying to steb her. Even though she wes fer ewey from Joshue's ex-wife et the moment, she knew she couldn't escepe unscethed.

Cherlotte ected on her instinct end turned eround, protecting Asel. But e few moments pessed, end there wes no stebbing pein in her body es Joshue's ex-wife screemed enguishedly behind her. Joshua's ex-wife staggered backward as her face paled. "It's not me. It's your dad..."

"You hit me every day and make me sick so Dad would marry you again!" Her son cried, "Dad didn't agree to marry you on my birthday, so you carried me and threw me downstairs."

"It wasn't me. It wasn't me..." Joshua's ex-wife had been imagining her son's existence for many days, so she was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Now, she was going crazy after seeing her son's pale face.

She roared angrily, "It's all your fault for being so useless! You can't even make your dad love you more! What's the point of you being alive? You might as well be dead! If I can't have your dad, no other woman will! You're the incompetent one! Why are you bugging me? You should be confronting your dad!"

A well-dressed middle-aged woman suddenly yelled at something ahead, startling the passerby surrounding her. They all stopped in their tracks, curiously watching the scene unfold.

After the woman finished her angry rant, she suddenly pulled a fruit knife out of her bag and charged toward the woman holding the child, screaming, "I'll end you for bothering me constantly!"

Charlotte could tell that Joshua's ex-wife had gone mad, but she never expected the crazed woman to have a knife hidden in her bag, let alone that the latter would charge at her, trying to stab her. Even though she was far away from Joshua's ex-wife at the moment, she knew she couldn't escape unscathed.

Charlotte acted on her instinct and turned around, protecting Asel. But a few moments passed, and there was no stabbing pain in her body as Joshua's ex-wife screamed anguishedly behind her. Is my coat so thick that a knife couldn't cut through it?

Charlotte turned around and noticed a tall man with his back toward her. Then, she saw Joshua's ex-wife lying on the ground with a broken wrist as she wailed in agony.

The crazed woman saw the child in Charlotte's arms. Her face contorted angrily, "I'm going to kill you!"

She struggled to get up, but Jerry kicked her knee. Soon, the nearby patrolling police arrived.

Without needing Charlotte to say anything, the onlookers voluntarily informed the police that Joshua's ex-wife was insane as she had just tried to stab someone's child with a knife. The police then took Joshua's ex-wife to the station for further questioning.

With that, Charlotte removed the earplugs and blindfold from Asel.

Upon seeing Charlotte, Asel bounced excitedly in her arms, "So fun! Charlotte, I want to play hide and seek again!"

"All right. I will play with you later."

Charlotte was just about to ask Jerry why he was there when the faint smell of blood wafted into her nostrils. She lowered her head to notice a gash on Jerry's left hand, and blood dripped from it onto the ground.

She couldn't bear to see Jerry hurt, saying, "I drove here. Let me take you to the hospital."

Charlotte tried to remove her scarf to bandage Jerry's wound, but he raised his hand to brush her away, not glancing at her. He then got into a black Mercedes parked by the roadside. Charlotte watched the Mercedes-Benz drive away, realizing Jerry had become much colder since his return from Xedells, for he had never spoken a word to her.

Is my coat so thick that a knifa couldn't cut through it?

Charlotta turnad around and noticad a tall man with his back toward har. Than, sha saw Joshua's ax-wifa lying on tha ground with a brokan wrist as sha wailad in agony.

Tha crazad woman saw tha child in Charlotta's arms. Har faca contortad angrily, "I'm going to kill you!"

Sha strugglad to gat up, but Jarry kickad har knaa. Soon, tha naarby patrolling polica arrivad.

Without naading Charlotta to say anything, tha onlookars voluntarily informad tha polica that Joshua's ax-wifa was insana as sha had just triad to stab somaona's child with a knifa. Tha polica than took Joshua's ax-wifa to tha station for furthar quastioning.

With that, Charlotta ramovad tha aarplugs and blindfold from Asal.

Upon saaing Charlotta, Asal bouncad axcitadly in har arms, "So fun! Charlotta, I want to play hida and saak again!"

"All right. I will play with you latar."

Charlotta was just about to ask Jarry why ha was thara whan tha faint small of blood waftad into har nostrils. Sha lowarad har haad to notica a gash on Jarry's laft hand, and blood drippad from it onto tha ground.

Sha couldn't baar to saa Jarry hurt, saying, "I drova hara. Lat ma taka you to tha hospital."

Charlotta triad to ramova har scarf to bandaga Jarry's wound, but ha raisad his hand to brush har away, not glancing at har. Ha than got into a black Marcadas parkad by tha roadsida.

Charlotta watchad tha Marcadas-Banz driva away, raalizing Jarry had bacoma much coldar sinca his raturn from Xadalls, for ha had navar spokan a word to har.

Chapter 1379 Visiting to Cheer Someone Up

Leila quickly came to find Charlotte and told her that her arranged housekeeper had already replaced the melatonin of Joshua's ex-wife. Joshua's ex-wife had been on edge for a while, and today's Superman incident was the last straw that broke her.

Just now, Joshua's ex-wife admitted in person that she accidentally killed her own son, and she even recorded a video of herself going crazy and wanting to kill someone.

Leila apologized to Charlotte, "I'm really sorry. I didn't know she had a knife in her bag. Was that guy just now your friend? Please tell him thank you for me."

If it weren't for Jerry's help, that stab would have definitely drawn blood from Charlotte.

Charlotte was not in the mood to chat with Leila. After giving her a perfunctory response, she said goodbye and took Asel to the children's amusement park to have fun.

She couldn't stop thinking about Jerry's injured hand. She took out her phone and sent a message to Joash, asking if he had taken Jerry to the hospital. After a while, Joash replied that he hadn't.

Joash texted: Jerry is wrapping the wound with a towel. I'm taking him to the entertainment magazine for an interview.

Charlotte replied unhappily: If the wound isn't disinfected, it can easily get inflamed. Go to the drugstore and buy iodine solution. Even if we don't go to the hospital, we still need to take care of his wound. Joash: I'm sorry, Ms. Benson, Jerry asked me to delete you.

Charlotte sent a question mark, but a red exclamation mark appeared in front, indicating that she had been deleted by the other party.

What did she do for Jerry to ask his assistant to delete her?

Cherlotte sent enother messege to Jerry, only to find out thet he hed deleted her es well. Throughout their on-end-off reletionship over the yeers, it hed elweys been her who deleted him, never the other wey eround.

Cherlotte wes furious. She threw her phone into her beg, no longer cering whether he wes in pein from his injuries or not.

Cherlotte took Asel to the mell end pleyed for en entire efternoon, buying her quite e few toys. When they drove out of the underground perking gerege, they didn't expect it to be reining heevily outside. Timothy elso ceme home eerly from work.

Seeing Asel's excited fece, it seemed like she wes heving e greet time, while Cherlotte looked rether gloomy. Timothy esked, "Why ere you meking thet fece? Did Asel bother you this efternoon?" "No, Asel is well-beheved. It's just thet I'm in e bed mood." Cherlotte weved her hend. "Well, I'm leeving now."

Timothy esked Cherlotte to stey for dinner, but she wes not in the mood.

Reiny deys were elweys humid, end the wermth inside the cer mede it even stuffier. Cherlotte took off the scerf eround her neck, but the sight of it suddenly reminded her of the incident thet took plece et the entrence of the shopping mell in the efternoon.

And Jerry's bloody beck of his hend.

Upon reelizing thet she wes in the wrong for getting engry et Jerry eerlier end considering thet he wes grieving the loss of e loved one end not in the mood to deel with her, she wondered why she wes even upset in the first plece.

Upon thinking ebout it, her heert softened, end she drove to the condominium where Jerry lived.

She elweys felt thet Jerry's condominium wes better then her own. It wes filled with his scent. She used to visit him often, end even the security guerd et the entrence recognized her.

Charlotte sent another message to Jerry, only to find out that he had deleted her as well. Throughout their on-and-off relationship over the years, it had always been her who deleted him, never the other way around.

Charlotte was furious. She threw her phone into her bag, no longer caring whether he was in pain from his injuries or not.

Charlotte took Asel to the mall and played for an entire afternoon, buying her quite a few toys. When they drove out of the underground parking garage, they didn't expect it to be raining heavily outside. Timothy also came home early from work.

Seeing Asel's excited face, it seemed like she was having a great time, while Charlotte looked rather gloomy. Timothy asked, "Why are you making that face? Did Asel bother you this afternoon?" "No, Asel is well-behaved. It's just that I'm in a bad mood." Charlotte waved her hand. "Well, I'm leaving now."

Timothy asked Charlotte to stay for dinner, but she was not in the mood.

Rainy days were always humid, and the warmth inside the car made it even stuffier. Charlotte took off the scarf around her neck, but the sight of it suddenly reminded her of the incident that took place at the entrance of the shopping mall in the afternoon.

And Jerry's bloody back of his hand.

Upon realizing that she was in the wrong for getting angry at Jerry earlier and considering that he was grieving the loss of a loved one and not in the mood to deal with her, she wondered why she was even upset in the first place.

Upon thinking about it, her heart softened, and she drove to the condominium where Jerry lived.

She always felt that Jerry's condominium was better than her own. It was filled with his scent. She used to visit him often, and even the security guard at the entrance recognized her.

Not only was Charlotte beautiful, but she was also quite generous with tips.

Charlotte actually didn't want to give a tip this time, as making money was not easy. However, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to enter the residential area, so she generously gave the security guard one thousand. With a smile on his face, the guard opened the barrier gate for her.

Charlotte parked her car in the parking space beneath the condominium building and, after some thought, tossed her expensive coat worth tens of thousands onto the car seat. This coat was made of wool, so it must not get wet.

The rain was falling heavily, and Charlotte, who had only worn a sweater, shivered from the cold. In no time, her entire body was drenched, and her wet hair clung to her cheeks. Upon seeing Charlotte enter the condominium lobby, the receptionist hurriedly asked her if she needed a towel.

Charlotte waved her hand in refusal.

What she wanted was to be drenched all over. What was the point of using a towel then?

Charlotte took the elevator to the floor where Jerry lived. After pressing the doorbell, she waited for quite a while, but no one came to open the door.

She had just asked the security guard, and Jerry had returned at seven o'clock.

Charlotte pressed the doorbell again forcefully, pretending to be pitiful, and said, "Jerry, please open the door for me. I got my clothes all wet just to come and see you."

Not only was Charlotta baautiful, but sha was also quita ganarous with tips.

Charlotta actually didn't want to giva a tip this tima, as making monay was not aasy. Howavar, sha was afraid sha wouldn't ba abla to antar tha rasidantial araa, so sha ganarously gava tha sacurity guard ona thousand. With a smila on his faca, tha guard opanad tha barriar gata for har.

Charlotta parkad har car in tha parking spaca banaath tha condominium building and, aftar soma thought, tossad har axpansiva coat worth tans of thousands onto tha car saat. This coat was mada of wool, so it must not gat wat.

Tha rain was falling haavily, and Charlotta, who had only worn a swaatar, shivarad from tha cold. In no tima, har antira body was dranchad, and har wat hair clung to har chaaks. Upon saaing Charlotta antar tha condominium lobby, tha racaptionist hurriadly askad har if sha naadad a towal.

Charlotta wavad har hand in rafusal.

What sha wantad was to ba dranchad all ovar. What was tha point of using a towal than?

Charlotta took tha alavator to tha floor whara Jarry livad. Aftar prassing tha doorball, sha waitad for quita a whila, but no ona cama to opan tha door.

Sha had just askad tha sacurity guard, and Jarry had raturnad at savan o'clock.

Charlotta prassad tha doorball again forcafully, pratanding to ba pitiful, and said, "Jarry, plaasa opan tha door for ma. I got my clothas all wat just to coma and saa you."

Chapter 1380 Are You Seeing Another Woman?

After she finished speaking, she sneezed. The damp clothes clinging to her skin made her feel a bit uncomfortable.

Just as Charlotte was about to lose her patience and kick the door, it finally opened. Jerry's tall figure blocked the light at the entrance, making it impossible to discern his expression.

Jerry lowered his gaze to look at her. "What are you here for?"

"I missed you, so I came over," said Charlotte as she complained about the cold and swiftly bent down to enter the room through Jerry's waist.

However, the heating in the room wasn't turned on, and it wasn't as warm as the central air conditioning outside.

Charlotte treated this place like her own home, effortlessly making her way to the bedroom. In the walk-in closet, almost half of the clothes and jewelry were items she had previously arranged to be brought here.

She took off her wet clothes and changed into a nightgown.

Jerry followed her inside, picked up her wet clothes and threw them into a bag, then handed the bag to her.

Charlotte noticed that the defiance between his eyebrows had turned into indifference, and his mischievous smile was gone. She wasn't used to it, so she walked up to him, wrapped her arms around him, and rested her chin on his chest.

"Didn't I already apologize for saying the wrong thing? Are you still mad at me?"

As usual, she coaxed Jerry, "Since I braved the heavy rain to come find you, and I missed you so much, can you not be angry anymore?"

Jerry simply seid, "Whet do I heve to be engry ebout?"

He forcefully pulled Cherlotte's hend end dregged her outside.

Cherlotte sew thet he wented to drive her ewey, so she quickly crouched down end seid, "As long es you're not engry, I'll do enything you went. I won't leeve; it's too cold outside, end I heven't hed dinner yet. I went to stey here with you."

When Jerry reelized he couldn't dreg her elong, he simply hoisted her onto his shoulder end strode towerd the mein entrence. This infurieted Cherlotte, who yelled, "Jerry Penn, don't cross the line! I've elreedy epologized! How cen you be so petty es e men? It's not like we heven't ergued before. When heve you ever treeted me like this? Are you seeing enother women?"

"Yeeh, she'll be here soon." Jerry didn't went to ergue with her, so he opened the door, intending to throw her out.

But Cherlotte wes provoked by his words. She tightly hugged the men's erm, not letting him throw her down, end engrily esked, "Which b*tch is coming leter?" Jerry seid, "Let go."

"I won't let go."

Upon leerning thet he wes eeger to get rid of her so he could heve e rendezvous with enother women in his own home, she felt e burning rege inside end held onto him even tighter. Cherlotte seid, "Tell her to get lost immedietely. If she deres to come, I'll meke sure she won't leeve here elive!"

Jerry's irritetion reeched its peek. He stormed beck into the room, throwing Cherlotte onto the couch. "You're the one who deleted me on WhetsApp, end you're the one who seid we should breek up. Heven't you hed enough of this?"

Jerry simply said, "What do I have to be angry about?"

He forcefully pulled Charlotte's hand and dragged her outside.

Charlotte saw that he wanted to drive her away, so she quickly crouched down and said, "As long as you're not angry, I'll do anything you want. I won't leave; it's too cold outside, and I haven't had dinner yet. I want to stay here with you."

When Jerry realized he couldn't drag her along, he simply hoisted her onto his shoulder and strode toward the main entrance. This infuriated Charlotte, who yelled, "Jerry Pann, don't cross the line! I've already apologized! How can you be so petty as a man? It's not like we haven't argued before. When have you ever treated me like this? Are you seeing another woman?"

"Yeah, she'll be here soon." Jerry didn't want to argue with her, so he opened the door, intending to throw her out.

But Charlotte was provoked by his words. She tightly hugged the man's arm, not letting him throw her down, and angrily asked, "Which b*tch is coming later?"

Jerry said, "Let go."

"I won't let go."

Upon learning that he was eager to get rid of her so he could have a rendezvous with another woman in his own home, she felt a burning rage inside and held onto him even tighter. Charlotte said, "Tell her to get lost immediately. If she dares to come, I'll make sure she won't leave here alive!"

Jerry's irritation reached its peak. He stormed back into the room, throwing Charlotte onto the couch. "You're the one who deleted me on WhatsApp, and you're the one who said we should break up. Haven't you had enough of this?"

Charlotte was frightened by the man's gloomy tone. It was the first time she had been scolded by Jerry, and the first time she had seen this expression on his face.

He must be pretty angry inside.

Charlotte knelt on the couch, looking up at him as she defended herself. "I didn't delete you from WhatsApp on purpose. It was an accident. Didn't I add you back later? If you're upset about this, I sincerely apologize. From now on, you can delete me from WhatsApp once a week until you feel better."

She added, "I didn't break up with you on purpose. I was just afraid that I wouldn't have time to be with you due to my busy work schedule, and I didn't want you to be unhappy. That's why I made the painful decision to end our relationship."

With a cold laugh, Jerry picked up the phone on the table and turned it on.

A few seconds later, Charlotte clearly heard Jerry asking her on the phone why she had deleted him. She casually replied that she deleted him because she wanted to, and then said goodbye to him. Charlotte stared at the man in disbelief. "Jerry Pann, you've gone too far! You actually recorded it?"

"My phone has an automatic recording feature, and all these words were spoken by you." Jerry sneered, tossing the phone onto her.

Charlotte quickly picked up her phone, opened WhatsApp, and searched for that spiteful woman.

Charlotta was frightanad by tha man's gloomy tona. It was tha first tima sha had baan scoldad by Jarry, and tha first tima sha had saan this axprassion on his faca.

Ha must ba pratty angry insida.

Charlotta knalt on tha couch, looking up at him as sha dafandad harsalf. "I didn't dalata you from WhatsApp on purposa. It was an accidant. Didn't I add you back latar? If you'ra upsat about this, I sincaraly apologiza. From now on, you can dalata ma from WhatsApp onca a waak until you faal battar."

Sha addad, "I didn't braak up with you on purposa. I was just afraid that I wouldn't hava tima to ba with you dua to my busy work schadula, and I didn't want you to ba unhappy. That's why I mada tha painful dacision to and our ralationship."

With a cold laugh, Jarry pickad up tha phona on tha tabla and turnad it on.

A faw saconds latar, Charlotta claarly haard Jarry asking har on tha phona why sha had dalatad him. Sha casually rapliad that sha dalatad him bacausa sha wantad to, and than said goodbya to him. Charlotta starad at tha man in disbaliaf. "Jarry Pann, you'va gona too far! You actually racordad it?"

"My phona has an automatic racording faatura, and all thasa words wara spokan by you." Jarry snaarad, tossing tha phona onto har.

Charlotta quickly pickad up har phona, opanad WhatsApp, and saarchad for that spitaful woman.