Judd glanced back at the people inside the room. “Charlotte.”

Charlotte looked up, puzzled. “Yeah?”

He hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say more but changed his mind. “It’s nothing. Just make sure you review your report–don’t overlook any details.”

“Oh… okay.”

As she watched him leave, Charlotte frowned slightly.

She could tell Judd hadn’t really been himself these past couple of days. Was it because of what he’d said the other day? Maybe he felt guilty, and now he was awkward around her, not sure how to face her.

Meanwhile-

Mr. and Mrs. Donovan accompanied their daughter on the train into the city. Throughout the entire trip, Candida couldn’t stop fussing over her daughter, rattling off one instruction after another until even Stevenson, usually the quiet one, couldn’t take it anymore. “Alright, enough, honey. Lottie’s old enough to handle herself.”

Loretta stared out the window, silent and distant, as if tuning her parents out completely.

One after another–everyone just used her for money.

That woman was the same.

She never landed a wealthy husband herself, so now she was pushing Loretta into this. If it wasn’t for the money, Loretta would never agree to meet some old man.

The taxi dropped them off in front of a sprawling manor, stopping at the grand gates.

The moment they stepped out, both parents were awestruck by the sheer size of the estate.

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rich people lived

and security coming and going. She couldn’t help but

emerged, composed as ever, her gaze settling on Loretta. “Miss Donovan,

nodded and pulled the check from

purse.

down at

Eight hundred thousand.

looked

Was that too much?

hundred thousand felt too little,

with me,”

object, the Donovans shared a look of surprise. That

From the steps, they could see into a pavilion where a man sat with quiet dignity, his

just outside the

staring. That was the

Was this young man really the same boy

set aside his magazine, regarding the

the bank and arrange the check’s

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her hands nervously, stepping forward with a bright smile. “You must be Mr. Howard? I didn’t expect you

quickly pulled her back. “What are you saying?” Then, turning to Evander, he tried to recover, “You…

looking straight at him.

awkwardly, forcing out the words,

those

traffickers-”

her arm,

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