CHAPTER FOURTY EIGHT

Charlotte paced up and down in the sitting room at 6:25AM in the morning. She had just gotten a call that woke her up from her sleep and have her pacing around like an anxious cat.

She stopped and stare at her phone, the message she was expecting is not yet there.

Angry, Charlotte throw her phone on the chair and shattered her hair in anger. As much as she tries to calm herself down, she just couldn't .

She just can't be at peace while someone is out there trying to snatch away what's hers.

She stopped pacing and sits down tapping her foot on the floor anxiously. She can't let this happen right under her nose.

A message beep on her phone and she walk to where the phone was laying, the screen was already broken but she didn't care, she's going to replace it later any way.

She opens the message on her android phone and stare at the picture someone had just sent to her. Chewing her tongue in anger, Charlotte throw the phone on the ground again.

She's so mad right now and she'