After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Upstairs in the study.

Wyatt sat with a tablet in front of him, watching a video of Grady’s death playing on the screen.

He looked at Charles. “Did you do this?”

Charles knew he couldn’t hide anything from Wyatt–Wyatt knew him far too well.

“Grandpa, Grady was really strutting his stuff at the Crimson Gallery. He was already eyeing the boss’s chair. The Andrade family is strong enough as it is–if Grady took over the Crimson Gallery, there’d be no stopping him, and no one left who could knock him down a peg,” Charles said.

He sat in a nearby chair, looking every bit the aristocrat as he casually swirled his teacup. “Taking him out hit the Andrade family hard. Vivian’s too busy putting out fires to care about our joint projects–which leaves us with a lot more chances to line our pockets.”

Wyatt snorted and slammed the tablet shut. “You’ve got some nerve.”

Who could’ve imagined Grady would get taken out like that? Bet he didn’t even see it coming before the end.

Wyatt rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh. “Charles, I trust you. But the Andrade family isn’t just Grady -Grandpa Jonathan’s there too, along with the rest of their crew. If any of them get suspicious of you, have you really thought about your exit plan?”

Charles chuckled, his elegant fingers playing absently with his teacup. “Right now, Minister Howard’s the one hell–bent on pinning the gun on Grady. That’s got nothing to do with me–I never even showed my face. Howard’s famous for getting obsessed over tiny details, and you cannot buy this guy–he won’t even look at a bribe. If the Andrades try to grease his palms, the whole thing just blows up even worse. Grandpa, I’ve kept my head down; from beginning to end, I stayed invisible.”

He made sure the risky business was handled by someone else. If the Andrades want to take action, they’d go after Minister Howard, not me.

Right now, Minister Howard’s the key witness–he’s the only thing keeping the Andrades in check.

If Howard ends up dead, the Andrades will be the first suspects, no question.

A faint smile flickered in Charles’s eyes. “Minister Howard won’t last much longer. This whole Grady mess is only going to get bigger. As for the Crimson Gallery—I’m taking it.”

In Beloris, everyone knew the name–the Crimson Gallery.

It was the city’s underworld playground, where boxing, gambling, auctions, and assassinations were just another day’s work. Every shady deal you could imagine happened there–if you wanted it, the Crimson Gallery had it.

no single boss reigning over it. Every zone

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and they’d fall right in line to

seen military action weren’t a match for these wild street thugs–guys who’d learned

run, the Crimson Gallery had a target painted on it–everyone in town

was one hell of a hard case–no one’s managed to

in his own crew, but out of

to impossible–it’d take someone absolutely ruthless and nuts

Crimson Gallery was the

whether Charles’s move was right or wrong–he just let silence hang heavy for a few seconds before letting out a sigh. “As long as you’ve got a plan, that’s enough for me. I just don’t want you making reckless moves over a

woman–not now, not ever, and especially not enough to

hard time believing he was saying this aloud. He waved his hand, as if to clear

my head over a woman. But Vivian thought she could walk all over me–that’s not happening.

eased, satisfied. This was typical Charles: cool–headed and never

Charles noticed he didn’t

“Where’s Yolanda?” he asked.

tipped her chin. “She’s helping out

and took a seat. “Is the Andrade family short on staff or something? If so, I can always hire a few

out a cold snort, clearly taking Yolanda’s side.

What gets me is how she acts like she’s got nothing to worry about. You have no clue

mention of Renee, Charles clammed

a soft

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one dish after another. As usual, Dylan

tonight, Renee didn’t show

his chopsticks and put some food onto Yolanda’s

go take something up to your grandma. How do you have the nerve to eat before the elders do? Besides, she’s been saying how much she misses your massages

took the plate the servant handed her–it was a special medicinal dish made just for

past years. Mostly, she stayed upstairs resting,