Chapter 1835

The rain gradually stopped.

Inside the living room of Landry Mansion, Jim was perched on the sofa as he stared at the laptop placed in his lap.

All of a sudden, the front door swung open.

A furious Charlotte stomped in from outside, drenched from head to toe.

When he heard the sound of the door opening and Charlotte's footsteps, Jim lifted his head to glance at her impassively.

The rain had ruined Charlotte's delicate makeup. Her false eyelashes had fallen off, and her eyeliner was smudged, staining her face with black streaks that made her look horrifyingly ghastly.

Her white dress was also drenched by the rain, sticking onto her body and making her look even more unkempt.

Jim raised his brows questioningly. "What happened?"

Charlotte removed her jacket angrily and wiped her face with a towel that one of the servants had handed her. "For some reason, there were many cars on the road in this dreadful weather, and all of them were on the road I was traveling on!

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