"Should I go back?" I was a little hesitant. For no reason, I was unexpectedly a little addicted to this kind of plain and beautiful life I was having now. A few days ago, I even went to inquire about the work in the town. Although an ordinary waiter's income here was only 3,000 in local currencies, because of the cheap goods price, I could have a very good life here. At that moment, I even wanted to stay here. It would be nice to stay here for the rest of my life. When I and Shelton walked back, a car was speeding toward us with roaring sounds of the engine. As the car was about to hit us, the driver began to brake! The harsh braking sound echoed on the street of the quiet town. I looked at the car. And my heart tightened. The next second, a man in a black trench coat got out of the car. It was Patrick Cowell. It wasn't until I saw him for the second time that I recognized him. Patrick in front of me had com
Even so, I knew myself well. "Patrick is the boss of Towering High. Even if he allowed me to stay by his side with my current look, others in society wouldn't." "Unless I don't see the light, once I do, I will be judged and scolded viciously." "Pa..." "Stop talking. Are you tired? Take a break. We'll arrive at the airport soon. I'll take you back." Patrick interrupted my words decisively. Of course, he knew what I was going to say. I lowered my eyes and didn't say anything. I just took my mask over and put it on silently. Patrick pulled me with one hand and looked out of the window. The atmosphere inside the car was quiet and depressing for a while. Then Patrick suddenly said, "Don't contact him again in the future." "Him?" "Your uncle?" I looked at Patrick. And my mood was a little complicated. "That's right. Don't interact with him anymore. He's..." Patrick hesitated for a moment, "It is not like whoever dressed
"I'll get off the plane right away." Stanley, who had figured out who I was, realized more strongly that she had done something terrible. Seeing that the situation had come to this point, I surely couldn't let her go again! I grabbed Stanley tightly and grabbed the bag on my seat with one hand at the same time. And I glanced at Patrick and Stanley, saying, "If you don't say it, I will get off the plane instead." My flight ticket, my passport, my identification card, and the cell phone and wallet used by me in City Y which Patrick had brought to me were all in the bag. Everything I needed was in the bag! If I got off the plane with the bag, I could go anywhere I wanted! "It's all over. Sit down." Patrick got up and grabbed my arm. He disregarded his identity and said, "Be good. Let's talk about it after we get back." "It's not over!" I struggled to break free from his hands. Looking at him, I changed my wording, "Oh, yes. in your hearts, o
When he said this, to be honest, the way I saw it, he didn't need to say anything more. I knew early what happened after that. Even so, I held myself back and said nothing. Patrick said, "I was kidnapped that year. Besides asking for money, the kidnappers hated me for being rich and abused me. They beat me crazily during the kidnapping. Later on, although my parents agreed to give them money, they beat me to death." "So that's how it is." Patrick went on, "At that time, seeing that I was dying, the kidnappers were so scared that they didn't want the money anymore. They abandoned me at an old and abandoned construction site and ran away. It was in winter. The projects at the construction site were suspended. No one was there. I indeed thought I was going to die..." "You met her." I said it on his behalf. To be more precise, he met me. Patrick, who was stunned for a moment, looked at me, "Did she tell you?" "I..." I hesitated fo
The way how the little boy addressed me was stabbing deeply into my heart like a sharp blade! Although I didn't mind my appearance before, no one has ever said that to me! In fact, I wore a mask. But there were still some scars on my nose! As soon as the kid shouted, other kids who were playing with him came over and pointed at me. They laughed loudly and shouted, "Ugly woman! Ugly woman!" It was unknown where the parents of these children were! When some adults around us saw this situation, they all gathered around to join in the fun. Some people pointed at me and judged me. "No, no, it's not like that!" For a moment, I fell into a great sense of inferiority! Finally, these children's parents came over and pulled them away. But none of them apologized to me! I was instantly furious at that time. I rushed to the front of the children's parents and looked at them, "Apologize! Your children have done something wrong. Please apologize to me!
"Charlotte." As soon as Shelton got off the car, he was a little surprised to see me. Thinking that I was waiting for Shelton, the driver drove away after Shelton got out of the car Shelton saw me and asked, "Why are you here? Are you looking for me?" "No." I waved my hand, hesitated for a moment, and told him the truth, "The house I used to live was given to me by my grandmother. Before, I sold it to treat my grandmother. But I didn't expect her to die soon. I wanted to buy it back now. But I didn't have the contact number of the buyer..." Shelton nodded, "I see. I'll keep an eye on it for you. If the one living there comes back, I'll contact you." "Okay, thank you." Originally, I was about to leave. Shelton suddenly shouted at me, "Charlotte, Michael told me about your face yesterday." "Lawyer Michael? Fortunately, he helped me yesterday." Michael had a good relationship with Shelton. So it wasn't surprising that he would tell Shelton a
Amanda was quite beautiful. She was especially so with makeup which made her facial features clearly-outlined. In front of her, I couldn't help but feel a little self-abased. I subconsciously covered my face with my hands and shook my head. Amanda smiled and said, "I am Mr. Cowell's newly hired secretary. My name is Amanda." She reached out to me and said politely, "Hello, Mrs. President." When she called me Mrs. President, she emphasized it.. I shook her hand with one hand and covered my face with the other. Amanda said coldly with her arms crossed in front of her chest, "I wonder why Mr. Cowell takes a fancy to you? You're just an ugly woman with a distorted face." Although the incident yesterday made me feel a little diffident about my face, I didn't flinch at all in the face of Amanda's provocation. I leaned against the sofa, put my hand down, and said faintly, "You are so beautiful. And you have a good body figure. What's the use of these
I looked at Patrick in a daze. And I had no idea what he was minding. Patrick violently dragged me to the car, lit a cigarette up, and took a deep breath. Then he said, "I seldom see you cry. But I saw you crying for Seth. If Shelton dies one day, I guess you will cry for him as well. But if I die, I'm afraid you will only say 'oh' with a poker face." His words made me stunned. I had never thought about this possibility. "What if Patrick dies one day?" "I have never thought about this premise." The car slowly started. And soon it arrived at the residential quarter, which we had passed by just now. I glanced at the name of the residential quarter, which read, The Most Powerful Family. The name matched with the residential quarter quite well. Each household inside was completely independent, including the front yard and the backyard as well as two parking slots. In City Y, even if it was in the Third Ring Road, such a community was rarely seen.