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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over yet–otherwise, he would have already

smile curved at the corner of her

to the

got into the car,

saw Yolanda

grabbed a nearby blanket and casually covered

morning, Charles received a call from his sister, Renee, her voice

home. Mom and Dad

he had been busy all week dealing

any problems in

up and asked Yolanda to go with

she saw him, but when her gaze landed on Yolanda, it

you

table was scattered

the study door when he heard May’s

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 you off, I

hand paused at

up. What nonsense are you spouting in front of

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

“Slap!”

slap echoed

argue this seriously. They had always been a model couple admired in their

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of May

knocked on the door; the crying stopped instantly, and May wiped her

study door opened. Charles looked at his father sitting in

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

you just have an

“You bastard!”

teacup at Charles, hitting his forehead. Blood instantly started

to scream,‘ shielding Charles in front of her.

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