Charlotte's arc (3)

“I think we need to take a seat,” the old woman said, and her family followed her. Sebastian remained standing while Charlotte confidently followed the woman, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

He growled. Yes, literally growled at her. “What do you think you are doing?”

Charlotte casually adjusted his tie while her smile unshaken. “Come on, I’m saving your ass.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Do I need saving?”

Charlotte glanced at the family walking ahead, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “I think you do.”

Sebastian's face hardened. “Leave. I can handle my own life, and you have no right to interfere. You’re a psycho.”

Charlotte shrugged nonchalantly. “You need me, whether you like it or not. That brother of yours is using your misfortune to sabotage you. And his wife? She is just looking for any chance to look good in front of your mother. I’m not entirely sure about your family dynamics, but it is clear you are in deep trouble. Your mom wants you married, which means there is a