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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yet–otherwise, he would have

curved at

rise to the

got into the car, he impatiently

at Moonbay Estate, he saw Yolanda

and casually covered her

received a call from his sister, Renee,

Mom

been busy all week dealing

had any problems in

up and asked Yolanda to go with him

him, but when her

you

The coffee table was scattered with broken

upstairs and just reached the study door when

Dylan Sinclair, I’ve been with you for so many years, and you’re still hung up on that bitch. I won’t let you off, I

hand paused at the

tone was cold, holding back his anger, “Stop acting up. What nonsense are you

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

this seriously. They had always been a model

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cry of May

the crying stopped instantly, and May wiped her

father sitting in the chair and his mother standing

a deep breath, and said, “Charles,

suddenly chuckled, “Dad, did you

“You bastard!”

Charles, hitting his forehead. Blood instantly started to flow

to scream,‘ shielding Charles in front of her.

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