“Do you know what, bro? I pity you. You were suffering from the hurt Lorraine caused you not too long ago, and then you ran into Charlotte Simmons, an even more nefarious and filthy b*tch! You’re pathetic!”Zachary immediately turned sullen.He parted his thin lips and was just about to speak when Tiffany tossed a photo album onto his lap.“Stap saying that I’m biased. See for yourself!”Zachary opened the photo book.An unsightly picture met his gaze. His handsome face turned as dark as a cauldron’s bottom.Zachary, whose eyes had initially held some warmth, now became as cold and ruthless as Hades himself. His eyes released an apocalyptic cold light, and Miranda felt secretly gleeful…‘Your death is near, Charlotte Simmons! This time, my brother will definitely kick you out. Let’s see how you’re going to push Tiffany around once you lose my brother’s support!’…The strength had returned to Charlotte’s legs, but she remained seated on the bench by the side of the road in a d
Charlotte’s eyes met his cold, abstruse gaze, which seemed like it could freeze everything in its path, at that very moment. Her face paled even more from fright, and she nearly stopped breathing.“Explain yourself clearly.”Zachary’s voice was as cold as ice, yet deadly and charming at the same time. It came at her all at once.She had lost all sense of cognitive thought and was now scared out of her wits.“W-What would you like me to explain?”“Explain the pictures. I still haven’t heard your explanation.”Looking perfectly handsome, Zachary gazed into her eyes with his dark, inky, icy gaze.“Oh… That…”Charlotte took a deep breath. Thoroughly intimidated by his powerful aura, she could no longer keep it from him.“Two years ago, on the night of my birthday, Zenios, Bryson, Coraline, and I had a lot to drink. We all got really tipsy, so in our drunkenness, Zenios suggested we break away from the norm, and… we took those pictures…”“You only took pictures?”Zachary glanced
He had felt as if a poisoned dart had pierced his heart when he had seen those pictures in his room. Every time he breathed, he ached, he agonized, he was hit by jealousy…Zachary released her chin. She hung her head like a child who had done something wrong.“Cora only developed three copies and put them in three albums. Bryson, Zenios, and I have one copy each.”“Heh. So she ‘only’ developed three copies!”Zachary, who rarely showed any emotion, seemed to harbor a lot of hatred for the word “only”. He gritted his teeth as he said the word.“Sounds about right. Three copies aren’t enough. She should have developed 6 billion and given one to every person in the world.”His deep, strange tone scared Charlotte, who took a step back.Zachary felt an agonized pang in his heart when he saw her trembling in the wind. A large part of his rage diminished.“Hang on, sit down.”He swiftly took off his jacket and draped it over her slender figure. He was left with a thin shirt on. He the
Charlotte was surprised and ecstatic. “Do you have the chat records of her invitation?”Zenios’s sapphire eyes sparkled.“It’s an important piece of evidence. Of course I… Ah, look! She’s here!”Charlotte followed the direction of Zenios’s pointing finger and saw a blue Porsche stopping by the side of the road. The man and woman who stepped out of the vehicle arm in arm were Bryson and Tiffany.Zachary, whose cold exterior was highly reminiscent of Hades, frightened Tiffany into shrinking behind Bryson.“Bryce, I don’t want to see him. You go.”“Mm.”He gently stroked the back of Tiffany’s hand in consolation and then strode firmly toward Zachary.“I’ve brought what you asked for. However, this matter concerns Tiffany. If I give this to you, will you fulfill your part of the agreement?”Zachary snorted. “Those who spend too much time with a scheming snake will naturally develop a strong sense of skepticism.”Bryson’s handsome face looked awkward. Then, his eyes seemed filled
She raised the phone in her right hand in front of Bryson.Instead, Bryson simply glanced crudely at it and disdainfully replied, “Do you take me for a fool, Charlotte Simmons? Or have you overestimated your own intelligence? The person chatting with Zenios isn’t even Tiffany. Is this your attempt to slander her? By creating a random account to fabricate these chat records?”Tiffany, who seemed aggrieved on the surface, was smirking deep down.Zenios was her favorite celebrity, her dream guy, and the man she wanted to sleep with most of all.The very day she had run into Zenios at the shopping mall, Zenios had actually agreed to add her as a friend on Facebook. She had felt as if her heart was on fire when she’d said goodbye to Zenios. She simply hadn’t been able to contain her urge to have intercourse with Zenios… so she had decided to invite him over!However, despite her impulsive behavior, she wasn’t stupid enough to do it by using her real Facebook account.She had used a se
Charlotte was speechless. She turned her head around and looked at Bryson as if she was looking at a lunatic.“Bryson, I used to think that you’re pathetic, but now I finally understand. You and this viper Tiffany are the perfect match. One of you is willing to abuse, while the other is willing to be abused. It’s no wonder that she has been keeping you in the dark for so long while she sleeps with so many men behind your back.”“Are you not through with that yet? How many times have I told you that Tiff—”“Alright, shut up!” Charlotte interrupted Bryson forcefully as she did not wish to listen to another word from his mouth anymore.“All you have to do right now is tell me what are you gonna do if one day you find out that what I said is true and Tiffany is the one who killed Michael?”Bryson curled his lips, and determination flared in his eyes as he replied, “If that day really comes, I will send her to hell to apologize to Michael with my own hands. Then, I will gouge my ey
Zachary’s voice rang out beside Charlotte’s ear when she was staring absentmindedly at the ashes in the metal bucket. A blank smile stretched across her lips as she said, “Nope. Even if you hadn’t burned these photos for me, I would eventually burn them myself...” Perhaps she suddenly had a guilty conscience or other reasons which only she herself knew, so she gilded the lily and added, “Hehe, I’m not lying to you. I’m saying it from the bottom of my— Argh!”The second half of her sentence was cut short by her own scream when Zachary wrapped his arm around her tiny waist like an iron vice and pulled her into his embrace, pressing her soft and petite body against his iron plate-like chest. When his cold and seductive breath enveloped her whole, her brain went blank.“Remember this, Charlotte Simmons, from today onward, no matter what happens, never talk about the prenup. As to whether I want to drive you out of my house, I prohibit you from mentioning it if I didn’t mention it.”
Zachary rolled the window down.The middle-aged man hastily said, his voice thick with anxiety, “Good day, Mr. Connor—”“I’ve already made a clean break with her, so everything that happens to her has nothing to do with me.” Zachary cut the man short. There was nothing but determination and indifference in his bright icy eyes. “Remember this, Mr. Foster. No matter what happens to her in the future, don’t come looking for me.”“About that…” Mr. Foster said awkwardly, “I’m not looking for you, Mr. Conner. I’m looking for Ms. Simmons!” A hint of surprise crossed Zachary’s chiseled face.Lucas turned his head back from the driving seat to look at Charlotte. Mr. Foster was the butler of the Larson Family. During the time when Zachary had still been together with Lorraine, Mr. Foster would often follow Lorraine around. ‘Could it be that Mrs. Connor and Mr. Foster are friends?’Charlotte pouted her mouth worriedly and said, “What do you need from me?”“It’s because of Mr. Larson