The next morning, as soon as Charlotte arrived at the firm, she could sense something was off.Everywhere she walked, she caught bits of hushed whispers. People were clearly talking but went quiet the moment she passed by.She made her way to her desk.Her office was currently empty. Max was still r
“They even made a separate group chat just to gossip about you. You’re not in it, so I took screenshots. I’ll send them to you.”A moment later, Jenny sent over more than thirty screenshots.Charlotte scrolled through them one by one, fury building with every message she read.She had thought that t
An hour later, Charlotte walked into Yvonne’s office.She placed the stack of signed contracts on Yvonne’s desk. “Miss Yarnell, the task you assigned is complete. One five-year legal advisory contract—payment of $150,000 has already been transferred. In addition, I signed three contracts for payme
Yvonne said, “Don’t worry. As long as you didn’t just stand by and let it happen, I won’t say a word.”*The next day, Charlotte drove to court for a hearing.Just as she stepped outside after wrapping up the session, she ran into Zac.She looked at him warily. “What are you doing here?”Zac gazed
“This car...”Of course, Zac remembered it. Back in Harbor City, Charlotte used to drive this very car. At the time, Wendy had mocked her for being vain, saying she must have rented it just to pose for photos. And he believed it. Looking back now, he realized just how ridiculous he had been.
“No rush,” Charlotte said with a faint smile. “The best part’s still to come.”“What do you mean by that?”Just then, Yasmine burst into the office too, face flushed with anger.“Charlotte Riley! You really filed a lawsuit against me? I just said a few things. Do you really have to go that far?”Cha
Yasmine spent the entire day on edge, hovering around Charlotte’s office.She tried everything—apologizing, pleading, explaining—but Charlotte didn’t budge.No matter how pitiful she got, there wasn’t even a hint that Charlotte would drop the case.Yasmine was one step away from dropping to her knee
Sean shot Ian a cold glance. “She doesn’t have to tell you anything.”Mia gave Ian a pinch on the arm. “Lottie’s his fiancée, and they’re about to get engaged. Why are you making such a big scene? You trying to steal the spotlight or something?”“Ow, alright, alright, stop pinching me, would you
Sean and Charlotte were walking close, chatting and laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world.Zac muttered under his breath, “Out of the hospital already? Tough guy.”Eugene guessed the man beside Charlotte had to be her fiancé.Before he could say anything, Zac opened the car door and ste
Lately, Zac had been running around nonstop trying to secure investors.Most of the businesses in Jersey City weren’t even considering putting money into the Gibson Corporation, so he had no choice but to look elsewhere. He had been spending more time in hotels and on airplanes than anywhere else.T
Charlotte wasn’t ready to let it go. “There’s no rough timeline? Not even a guess?”“If I had to say,” Sean replied, “probably when you were in high school. That time Eric Lee was bothering you. I punched him, and that’s when it hit me. I realized there was something different about how I felt about
Zac’s words echoed in Charlotte’s mind like a curse, refusing to let her rest. They kept swirling in her head, leaving her distracted and uneasy.So much so that when she visited Sean at the hospital the next day, she looked completely lost in thought.“Lottie, what’s on your mind?” Sean asked.Her
“Yes, Mrs. Jasper,” Charlotte replied.Lillian turned to Sean. “Did you eat enough? I brought all your favorites. Do you want a little more?”Sean shook his head with a soft smile. “No need. Lottie made lunch herself. It was perfect and I finished every bite.”Lillian’s face lit up with a warm, moth
By the time Sean snapped out of his daze, he saw that the tray table in front of him was already filled with a plate of sautéed greens, tender poached beef, fluffy white rice, and a bowl of homemade soup“You made all this?” he asked with a soft smile. “What kind of soup is it?”“Chicken soup,” Char
Sean’s lips, still pale as paper, curved into a faint smile. “Alright. I promise.”Not long after James and Lillian stepped out of the ICU, James’s phone rang. The voice on the other end was sharp with urgency.“Mr. Jasper—bad news. Something’s happened!”At the detention center, Judy claimed she wa
Charlotte had been worried sick all afternoon. Now that Sean was finally out of danger, she just wanted to see him.After all, he had taken that knife for her.“Let’s go. You’re coming home with me,” Desmond said sternly, his tone leaving no room for argument.But Charlotte shook her head, her eyes
Charlotte lowered her head. “It was all my fault.”Lillian turned to her sharply. “What do you mean by that?”Charlotte took a deep breath and explained everything from the rooftop—every detail, every decision.Mrs. Jasper Sr.’s expression darkened. “So Sean took that knife for you?”Charlotte’s lip