After Charlie Sr had beaten up Peter, he went back to the hospital to check on his son, Charlie Jr. However, when he saw that his son was still in a coma, he got into his car and drove home. Despite the constant activity of the servants moving around the mansion, it felt empty to Charlie Sr. He let out a rueful sigh and went to his favourite spot to smoke and reflect on his life.Suddenly, his phone rang, and he quickly pulled it out of his pocket to answer the call. On the other end of the line, Salvation informed him that he had located where Margret lived and sent the information to his email."Um, thank you," Charlie Sr said, expressing his gratitude before ending the call. He then walked into his bedroom and turned on his laptop, checking his email to find the information Salvation had sent him.As a knock echoed through the door, Charlie Sr beckoned the person to enter.In walked a plump woman, the maid, who announced that his food was ready.Charlie Sr gestured dismissively, "N
Chloe grabbed her handbag and drove away from Peter's mansion, eventually arriving at Charlie Sr.'s home. Upon her arrival, the servants on duty gave her curious looks as she stepped out of her car. Butler Pleb was promptly informed of her presence."Chloe!" Butler Pleb exclaimed in surprise, having been privy to her recent activities."Good afternoon, Butler Pleb. Is my husband at home?" Chloe asked, a smile on her face.Butler Pleb's expression darkened slightly, but he refrained from reprimanding Chloe. "Welcome, Madam Chloe. Unfortunately, Sir Charlie Sr. is not here at the moment. Would you like to wait for him?""Of course," Chloe replied with a grin, before making her way into the living room. She settled onto the luxurious sofa and ordered champagne, sipping it leisurely while occasionally glancing at the wall clock.After a few minutes, footsteps approached the living room. Charlie Sr. entered and his eyes fell on Chloe. His expression darkened."What are you doing here, Chlo
Brenda Owen's eyes widened in shock as she bore the brunt of the beating. She hadn't even done anything wrong. Gritting her teeth, she glared resentfully at Margret Owen."Do you really think I'm the one who uploaded the video? It was Charlie Sr's ex-wife, Chloe, who did it. If you're looking for someone to confront, go after her," Brenda said angrily.Margret frowned, doubtful that Brenda had the means to spread the news so quickly."How did Chloe get the video? Did you send it to her?" Margret asked, her tone overbearing.Brenda shrunk back in fear as she replied, "She forced me to."With the culprit identified, Margret left Brenda alone. By the time she left Owen's mansion, it was already evening.Margret first drove to the company before heading to the hospital to check on Charlie Jr. As she stepped out of her car and made her way towards the hospital entrance, exhaustion weighed heavily on her and she let out a heavy sigh.But before she could even enter the building, a group of
Margret and Charlie Sr stood facing each other. Margret tried to pull her arm away, but Charlie Sr held it tightly. His eyes were fixed on hers as he spoke."Margret, please tell me the truth. Are you rejecting me because of my grandmother?" he asked, holding his breath.Margret's eyes filled with tears as she answered, "What difference does it make? We can't be together."Charlie Sr's eyes narrowed, but he remained resolute. "No matter what, Margret, I won't give up on you," he said firmly.He let go of her hand and turned to walk away. Margret watched him go, feeling a sharp pain in her chest.After leaving the hospital, Charlie Sr drove to his grandmother's mansion and walked inside with purpose."Good evening, Sir Charlie Sr. Are you here to see Madame Agnes?" a servant asked hesitantly.Charlie Sr looked around the grand entrance before replying, "Yes, is she in?"The servant shook her head and said, "I'm afraid Madame Agnes hasn't been here for a few days now."Charlie Sr nodded
Peter's lips curled up into a nonchalant smile as he responded, "There's no need for that. Come with me." He turned around and began walking in the direction where his men had taken Chloe and Margret Owen.As they arrived on the brightly lit roof, the wind whistled through the night. Charlie Sr's voice was cold as he demanded, "Where is she?"Peter grinned wickedly and replied, "There's no need to rush." He gestured towards his men, who brought Chloe and Margret Owen forward with guns trained on them."Charlie, you have a choice to make," Peter said with a smile. "Choose between Chloe or Margret Owen."Charlie Sr looked at Peter with disdain and retorted, "Do you really expect me to choose your wife, Peter?"Chloe's fists clenched, and her face turned pale as Peter's boisterous laughter echoed through the open space. "Chloe, did you hear him? He doesn't care whether you live or not. Is that the man you claim to love? How foolish could you be?" he jeered at her.Suddenly, one of Peter'
Despite the setback, Charlie Sr remained calm. "I understand. Can you at least tell me how my son is doing?"The chief security guard hesitated for a moment before responding. "I don't have that information, sir. But I can assure you that he is in good hands."Charlie Sr expressed his trust in the people responsible for his son's care with a nod. He then turned to Margret and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, saying, "We'll get through this together. Let's go home."Margret nodded, acknowledging that they were on the same page. They got into Charlie Sr's car and drove away.As Charlie Sr arrived at his mansion, he found the gate tightly locked with two armed guards stationed at it. He got out of the car and approached the guards with a frown, not recognizing either of them."Who are you?" he asked, his tone cold and suspicious."Sir Charlie Sr, your grandmother has instructed us to prevent you from entering the mansion," one of the guards replied.Charlie Sr's face fell, and he clen
Charlie Sr was startled the moment the transaction failed, Margret quickly realised his cards has also been blocked from accessing his accounts."Try mine" Margret stretched her arm forward and handed over her card to the receptionist.Charlie Sr flushed in embarrassment, he didn't expect his yet-to-be wife to be the person taking good care of him barely an hour after he engaged her in a terrible setting.He clenched his fists secretly while feeling awful. Margret knew the thoughts that were running through his mind.She held his arm, Charlie Sr looked down at her pretty face and smiled ruefully, "Charlie" she called out his name softly."Madam, here is your card, do have a lovely night our special guests," the receptionist said with a big smile.Margret retrieved the card and the hotel porter boy came forward and escorted them to their room.When the two of them walked inside the room.Charlie Sr held Margret's hands tenderly before he apologised "Margret, I am deeply sorry you are f
Chloe faltered and nearly fell to the ground. Charlie Sr. turned away from her and grabbed Margret's hand instead. They both entered the Marriage Bureau building at the same time.After turning back and stomping her foot fiercely, Chloe stormed out of the building. She was followed by the journalists who had come."You all know what you should do" Chloe stated honestly after gathering them and sweeping her look across their faces.The reporters nodded; they had photographed a lot of incidents. With a smile and a nod of "Good," Chloe then walked away.Margret Owen and Charlie Sr. exited the building together, got in the car, and Charlie Sr. drove to Margret Owen's former residence.They pulled up, Charlie Sr. got out, opened the door for Margret Owen to get out, and the two of them went for a stroll around the home.Margret Owen hired a house cleaning service to take care of the house while she was at work. She used her money to furnish the home as well.Charlie Sr. cast a regretful gl