Marcus had just come out of a meeting, while Terry on the side was hesitant to speak.
His face was tired and indifferent: "What is it?"
"Ms. Wagner wanted to see you, Mr. Gallagher."
"Gone!"
Upon hearing the name "Lydia", Marcus felt an inexplicable aversion.
Yesterday morning when he woke up and saw Lydia naked beside him, Marcus's first reaction was not guilt, but disgust.
He had never despised someone so much. Looking at Lydia lying next to him, he even regretted immensely that he had once wronged Charlotte for her sake.
That was the first time he didn't feel the slightest bit of pity for Lydia, even when he heard her crying and saying sorry, he just wanted her to shut up.
In fact, he did silence her. For the first time, he looked at her with such coldness and disdain, telling her to get lost.
He had originally thought that Lydia wouldn't dare to appear before him again, but it seemed now that he had overestimated her
Just after three in the afternoon, Charlotte woke up, sat in her room for a while, then went downstairs to drink a bowl of sweet soup.At five o'clock, Charlotte came out of the piano room, Jaylen Obrien asked her what she wanted to eat in the evening."There was nothing in particular I wanted to eat, Jaylen, you decide.""Alright, I'll make something refreshing then. The weather is hot and it's affecting our appetites."Charlotte responded somewhat absent-mindedly, "Thank you, Jaylen."She would have to go over to Leandro's the next day, and she was hesitating whether to pack or not.Thinking of this, Charlotte's face grew hot.She made it seem like she couldn't wait to move there!Greyson had a dinner party tonight and called to ask Charlotte to go to bed early.Charlotte had originally planned to wait for Greyson to come back and chat with him, but Greyson said he might not be back until eleven that night, so she had
Charlotte set the alarm for seven o'clock, Leandro had said he would come over at eight last night.Just in case, he got up, washed, and changed his clothes even earlier than eight o'clock.The room where Charlotte had slept for over twenty years, she suddenly couldn't sleep in now. She was quite reluctant to let it go, but her reluctance was quickly dispersed by the sound of a car engine from downstairs.Charlotte hastily wheeled her chair to the balcony of her room, from which she could perfectly see everything at the main gate.It really was Leandro!Meanwhile, the second alarm on her phone went off.8:00.True to Mr. Romero's form, when he said eight o'clock, it was exactly eight o'clock, not a minute early or a minute late.Greyson was always an early riser. By this time, he had already finished his run and returned.The butler told him that Leandro had come over, to which Greyson, who was reading the newspaper, exp
The pressure came to Charlotte.She lifted her head, giving an embarrassed smile, "Dad, we have plans with friends later, we'll come back to have dinner with you next time!"Joking aside, if they continued to chat, she wouldn't be able to hide the fact that she wet the bed when she was three!Greyson didn't mind at all, "It's okay, you young people, it's good to go out more on weekends.""You were still young too, Dad! Look, your daughter was only eighteen!"Charlotte lifted her hand and held it under her chin, acting coy.She had known how to sweet-talk Greyson since she was a child, and their father-daughter relationship had always been like this.When Charlotte was praising Greyson, she didn't forget to show off herself. It was only when she put down her hand that she remembered Leandro was still sitting next to her.She was petrified.Turning her head slightly, she found Leandro staring at her, his deep black eyes un
Charlotte pursed her lips, too lazy to argue with him: "I've packed everything. What I'm taking with me is in those two boxes."Leandro averted his gaze, "I had the driver come up."He spoke, paused, and looked at her right lower leg, which, although the cast had been removed, was still wrapped in bandages, "Could Mrs. Romero go downstairs by herself?"Charlotte looked puzzled, "Didn't I just go upstairs by myself?"Leandro's keystrokes suddenly paused, he abruptly put his phone back into his pocket and walked over to her.Charlotte watched him lean over, feeling as if the oxygen in front of her was being squeezed out by his fresh woody scent, leaving her breathless, "What's wrong?""Weren't you just complaining that I didn't lift you up?"He spoke, his hand already resting on her waist.Before Charlotte could react, he had already been lifted off the ground in a waist hug."?"When did she complain?Charlo
The blush on Charlotte's face never faded. She hadn't expected her father to be so easily "deceived", and even less did she expect that Leandro, who always seemed serious and aloof, would tell so many lies.She was initially somewhat reluctant to leave home, but now, after a "heart-to-heart" with Greyson and Leandro, Charlotte was so embarrassed that she just wanted to leave as soon as possible.Fortunately, the embarrassing situation ended quickly. When she got into the car, Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief.A man also sat down beside her. Charlotte had just turned her head when she met his deep black eyes, "Ms. Bernard seems quite eager to move into my house?"Charlotte looked dismayed, "I just didn't expect Mr. Romero's ability to lie to be so high."Even her dad was fooled."Drive."Leandro instructed the driver to start the car, and the vehicle slowly began to move.His eyes slightly lowered, he was rolling up h
The man's voice had deepened considerably, even carrying a hint of restrained hoarseness.Charlotte felt inexplicably guilty and didn't dare to bother him anymore: "Then you sleep.""Be quiet.""Understood."She wasn't that noisy, was she?The carriage suddenly fell silent, Charlotte turned her head to look out the window, her mood beginning to flutter.She had grown so old, yet she had never lived with a man.Although it was said that their marriage was a sham and their cohabitation was just for show, they were still living under the same roof after all. Moreover, the person she was living with was Leandro, anyone would be flustered in her place!And there was Leandro's one-bedroom villa...The carriage space was small, and the woody scent from Leandro beside me became increasingly clear.The scent of the wood seemed to have a calming effect. Charlotte, inhaling it, unknowingly fell asleep.She didn't slee
The look in Leandro's eyes clearly showed disbelief in her, and Charlotte's face instantly turned beet red.She licked her lips, opening her mouth to offer some explanation, but the other party had already pushed open the car door and gotten out.The man stood in front of the car door, looking down at her, "Does your leg still hurt?"Upon hearing his words, Charlotte hurriedly got out of the car, "It doesn't hurt anymore, no need to go through all that trouble, Mr. Romero!""Mm-hmm."He responded with a nod, pulled her wrist, led her to one side, and then promptly raised his hand to close the car door."Stop daydreaming, come in."Charlotte responded in a daze, "Oh."She lifted her leg and followed Leandro inside, momentarily forgetting that her right calf was still not fully functional. After taking just one step, Charlotte felt a slight pull of pain.She subconsciously took a breath.Leandro ahead also stopped,
Although Leandro had told her to choose a room herself, Charlotte's upbringing did not allow her to pick one room after another without the host's guidance.She finished her water, then went to the kitchen island to pour herself a cup of warm water, and took out her phone to surf the internet.After all, Marcus and Lydia were not celebrities, and there was no trace of them on the trending searches now.On the contrary, Charlotte's Twitter account gained over a hundred thousand followers overnight.And they were all real fans, not zombie fans.Over the past couple of months, Charlotte's Twitter account has grown from over 20,000 followers to over 500,000 followers. It must be said, this was mainly due to Lydia.Tsk tsk tsk, if this were to be used for an advertisement, I'm afraid it could earn a few thousand per piece.Of course, Charlotte just thought about it, she had no intention of doing so.There wasn't much to see on Twitt
However, this thought only flashed through Charlotte's mind for a moment.The crux of the matter was not really about whether she was capable or not, but rather that Tiffany was kicked out of the charity performance today.Charlotte immediately called Caroline. As soon as she dialed the number, Caroline picked up the next second.Clearly, Caroline was also planning to approach Charlotte to resolve this matter.In the morning, Caroline was quite upset. Later, Leandro avenged Charlotte, fought fire with fire, and kicked Tiffany out of the charity performance with magic. Only then did Caroline finally calm down.Just didn't expect that, not long after this anger subsided, it was provoked again.Caroline was no less angry than Charlotte. They were of the same age, and although Caroline was both Charlotte's assistant and her "agent", she had always listened to Charlotte.Years ago, when a bunch of olive branches were thrown from the entertainment industry, Caroline was tempted. But when Ch
Joyce's words served as a wake-up call for Charlotte, who had a vague feeling that her actions were related to Leandro's bad mood.However, she was anxious to deal with things online, so she planned to go find Leandro after she finished calling Caroline.But before she could make the call, another message from Elizabeth came in.Elizabeth: Lottie, it's flipped! It's flipped! Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! Tiffany is going to get scolded to death this time!Elizabeth: Impressive, even Master Albert came out to back you up!Elizabeth: [Picture.JPG] [Picture.JPG] [Picture.JPG] [Picture.JPG]Charlotte clicked directly into the picture Elizabeth posted and found that in the short half hour of the return journey, the online public opinion had suddenly reversed by a large margin.And the so-called reversal that Elizabeth mentioned was because Master Albert, a nearly retired veteran in the entertainment and music industry, suddenly spoke up for her on Twitter.Who was Master Albert?Master Al
Charlotte retracted the finger that had just brushed past her lips, always feeling as if the touch of a man's lips still lingered on her fingertip.She pressed her palm with her finger, looking at Leandro, and nodded, "I've made up my mind, but for this matter, there's no need to bother Mr. Romero."She had just spoken to Leandro like that, but she was not actually seeking help.She wasn't so weak as to be bullied like this, with people stepping on her nose and face, and she couldn't even make a bit of a counterattack.She said so, partly because she was genuinely angry, and partly to give Leandro a heads-up.After all, the incident had gone online, so most of the Romero family probably knew about it.This "Mrs. Romero" might not be able to maintain her "dignity" and continue to bear it for the sake of preserving the face of the Romero family.Just as she finished speaking, the man's eyes evidently softened a lot, "Since you can handle it, then I won't interfere."Charlotte clearly fe
Charlotte was truly angry, even more so than when she was initially mocked by Lydia online.She started learning the piano at the age of four, and her achievements today are the result of her talent and hard work.During my senior year of high school, in order to balance my studies, I went to bed at midnight every night and woke up at five in the morning to practice the piano.Even when she had achieved fame and success, she never practiced less than 30 hours a week. Whether she was performing or competing, she never let up.She had worked so hard to climb up step by step in the field she loved, but now people were saying that all her honors were bought with money, that she was desperate for fame, and even dared to pick a fight with Tiffany.Had they criticized her character or accused her of behaving improperly today, she wouldn't have been so angry.But with just a few casual words, they negated her twenty years of hard work and sweat, even comparing her prided talent to cotton-pick
Elizabeth quickly skimmed through the trending topics, trembling with anger. She initially wanted to call Charlotte, but feared it might be inconvenient for her to answer at the scene, so she had no choice but to send a message through Line first.Elizabeth: Lottie! You need to get online quickly and see why Tiffany's fans suddenly started attacking you out of nowhere.Elizabeth: [Picture.JPG] [Picture.JPG] [Picture.JPG]Charlotte had thought that Elizabeth was asking about her charity performance. Unexpectedly, when she clicked in, she saw this message. As she scrolled down to see the photos, it turned out to be her trending topic: #CharlottePrivilege#.At first glance at this trending search term, it was not immediately clear whether it was praise or criticism. But upon clicking in, it turned out that all were criticizing Charlotte.Charlotte frowned, clicked in, and scrolled for a while, quickly identifying the crux of the problem.When Tiffany was originally informed that she was n
"Was it necessary?"Was she really that unlucky?No sooner had Charlotte finished speaking than she saw Leandro lean over, startling her, "Mr. Romero, you--"Before the sentence was finished, the person was directly picked up by Leandro.She instinctively struggled, but the man didn't seem to mind. He held her firmly and walked out, saying as he went, "There are so many people here, if you make a bigger scene, we'll be the center of attention."This sentence seemed like a freezing spell, upon hearing it, Charlotte was completely petrified.In fact, Leandro had already attracted attention when he moved from the front row to the second just now. Now, as he left his seat holding Charlotte, it inevitably caused a bit of a stir.Charlotte, unable to bear the sound of the gossip, had no choice but to bury her head completely in Leandro's chest like an ostrich playing dead.By the time Caroline realized, Charlotte had already been car
When Leandro said this, he was standing sideways, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the heat of his breath hit Charlotte's face.In the dim light, Charlotte's face gradually turned red, and her heartbeat uncontrollably quickened.She closed her eyes and silently recited two phrases in her mind: Hold on! Hold on!Charlotte pinched her own hand, waking herself up a bit: "Thank you."This was sincerely and genuinely said by Charlotte.She knew that Leandro's appearance here today was merely to support her. Their plastic marital relationship required Leandro to act like a loving husband to her because of today's events, so he could help her out.Charlotte was certainly grateful, but she was also very clear-headed, knowing that this was just Leandro wanting to help her.People just wanted to help her, but she couldn't lust after their bodies. Although this man's body was indeed quite attractive...Realizing what she was thinking,
Actually, it was not surprising why Gabriella initially wanted to downplay everything. The scale of today's charity performance was indeed very large, and the stage setting was comparable to the S-level competition stages that Charlotte had participated in.Suddenly changing from the finale to the opening act, Charlotte was quite nervous as she stood backstage preparing to go on.Charlotte performed a revised piano piece called "World of Us" today, accompanied by a dance troupe composed of deaf-mute people, interpreting the world of the deaf. With the touching piano sound, although not intense, it was very moving, absolutely a feast for the ears.After the curtain call, Charlotte subconsciously glanced down at the stage.When she just got on stage, she saw Leandro at first glance. The man was sitting in the middle of a row of seats, his outstanding features and unique temperament stood out like a crane among chickens, and she spotted him immediately.
"Mr. Romero!"Seeing Leandro's face visibly cool, Gabriella quickly spoke up, "Even if we were willing to replace someone, there's simply not enough time. Tiffany is the opening act. If we replace her now, we won't be able to find a replacement in time..."Before Gabriella could finish her words, her assistant hurriedly led the staff in charge of the makeup room over, and whispered in Gabriella's ear, "Ms. Harrington, Bianca Koch's agent just contacted us, asking if we are doing a charity performance today. Bianca happens to be in Aelmere..."Gabriella was such a smart person that she guessed who was behind this matter just by hearing the first half of the sentence from her assistant.For such a large performance, even if it was a charity show, replacing someone at the last minute was not a simple matter.Moreover, the most significant guests of today's performance were none other than Tiffany and Charlotte. Therefore, she let Tiffany open the show