Chapter 22

In her office, Lucille narrowed her eyes at the extravagantly dressed young man in front of her. Charles was the deputy CEO of the Sanders Corporation at 26 years old. Known as the Casanova of Whiteloop City, there was a new rumor about him with either a celebrity or model every three days.

He was quite the looker, and being the son of the Sanders family, he naturally had women throwing themselves at him. However, rumor had it that he was heartless.

Lucille watched as Charles took a seat on the couch. "Mr. Sanders, why did you come here?" she asked coolly.

While she looked him up and down, he did the same to her.

Her face was aloof yet beautiful. She had exquisite facial features that made her quite the stunner. She was even prettier than any woman he had ever had.

His lips curved into a smile. He laughed casually. "Ms. Johnson, I've heard people call you venomous, but it turns out that you're just an ice queen. I feel like this trip here is now worth it."

When Lucille heard this