Chapter 50

He clicked his tongue, hesitated for a few seconds, then handed her a handkerchief.

She was probably frightened and, having just changed her living environment, felt like walking on eggshells; her fingertips trembled as she took the handkerchief.

Charles glanced at her fingertips: pale, delicate, and soft.

She radiated a pitiful aura from head to toe.

In this circle, it was like a lamb walking into a wolf pack.

He was too tired of hearing the crying and lifted his foot to leave.

The uptight one followed but froze on the spot, feeling awkward after he gave a sharp glare.

Pretty cute.

But goodbye, she became so proper, like a product coming off the assembly line at the Grant residence.

Completely boring.

Back to the present, Sophie’s fingertips were still wrapped around his wrist.

Charles pulled at his collar and yanked her close.

Excitement flashed in Sophie’s eyes. “Charles?”

He casually pushed aside the empty private room next to them, gripped the back of her neck, and pressed her against the door.

Having followed him for so long, Sophie knew well that he liked to play with thrills.

Probably because that boring old nag over there wouldn’t play along with him.

Charles likes to control everything, both in and out of bed.

Sophie was exhausted after being tossed around for four hours; by the time it ended, it was already past midnight.

Charles lit a cigarette, his peripheral vision fixed on her.

She swallowed nervously, watching him blow out a smoke ring while casually draping his suit jacket over his elbow, giving off that refined rogue vibe again.

“Charles…”

Let’s

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breathed a sigh of relief; this meant it wasn’t over yet–otherwise, he would have already sent her off with his

a smile curved at the

would rise to the top sooner

was sober. As he got into the

at Moonbay Estate, he saw Yolanda asleep on the sofa

and casually covered her before

received a call from his sister, Renee, her voice

back home. Mom and Dad are

busy all week dealing with the

had any problems in their relationship, so

up and asked Yolanda to

of surprise when she saw him, but when her gaze landed

are you

living room. The coffee table was scattered with broken cups, showing that

went upstairs and just reached the study door when

have gone to see that bitch’s kid! If Charles finds out, your strict father image is ruined. Dylan Sinclair, I’ve been with you for so many years, and you’re still hung up on that bitch. I won’t let

hand paused at the

holding back his anger, “Stop acting up. What nonsense are you spouting in

myself. Fine, back when I confronted him, you were the one secretly sabotaging me, weren’t you? If you deny it,

“Slap!”

sound of the slap echoed throughout the

Charles could remember, he had never heard his parents argue this seriously.

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May

door; the crying stopped

opened. Charles looked at his father sitting in

was tense. May looked up, took a deep breath,

suddenly chuckled, “Dad, did you just

“You bastard!”

at Charles, hitting his forehead. Blood instantly

began to scream,‘ shielding Charles in front of

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