They reached the city center.

Jason gripped the steering wheel, asking Charlotte," Miss Shaw, do you want me to send you to your hotel or the shopping center so you can explore?"

"Neither. I invited a friend out for lunch," said Charlotte as she patched up her make-up and put her lipstick away.

Jason understood and asked, "Have you decided on where you'll eat? If you haven't made a reservation, we can make you one whenever you want."

If T Corporation was an empire in the business world, Luke would be its emperor and Jason, his trusted aide, its prime minister. Jason obeyed one man and commanded all the rest.

Of course Charlotte would feel cocky when a man like that treated her with such respect.

"Oh, we've made our reservations." Charlotte told him where she was going to eat.

The car headed straight for her destination.

About ten minutes later, Jason stopped the car by the curb. "Here we are, Miss Shaw."

"Thank you!" Charlotte grabbed her bag and flipped her wavy brown hair. Before she got out of the car, she pointed a finger at the backseat. "You, come with me."

Jason frowned subtly. Charlotte's smug attitude was getting on his nerves.

On the other hand, Bianca was not at all surprised Charlotte would behave like that.

Charlotte Shaw was a pampered materialistic heiress. She probably felt all unnatural without a few lackeys behind her.

Now, though, Charlotte did not ask Sue to follow her. Perhaps it was because Sue looked quite stern and intimidating when she was not smiling.

To put it bluntly, Bianca looked weaker and easier to bully!

Bianca got out of the car.

Jason drove the car away.

"Follow me." Charlotte looked at the unassuming Bianca as though she was a pet puppy and then left without another word.

them was the grand hotel where Charlotte had made her

message on her

polite. If she's rude,

turned around and said, "Why are you

put her phone into her

was supposed to be meeting was not here yet, so Charlotte

not have anything to do, so she just took a seat on a couch

Soon, Charlotte's phone rang.

"Hey, are you here yet? How could you keep me waiting for so

friend of Charlotte's, the girl she called "little b*tch", was probably no better than

bit before relenting with a sigh. "Fine, fine. Let your mother tag

later, the room door

stepmother Jennifer Lee and Marie Bayne, all the

politeness was unnecessary

stunned for a second

Charlotte could tell there was something wrong with

first to react, all smiles as she appraised Charlotte and praised out loud, "Are you Charlotte? Marie told me so much about you! Wow, you're so pretty, so

though they were natural too. She thought she deserved such praise, so she

well her mother was getting along with Charlotte,

sit over here,"

but when she walked past Bianca, she asked, "Why are

I need to go to the washroom," Bianca

she walked out

you know

her stepmother Jennifer's

Charlotte said hurriedly. "I'm here in A

in charge of following me around, holding my

walked down the corridor, their voices blurring into

the years, Bianca had long since grown used to it, and she would not easily

grew, the more

stopped, hesitating... Charlotte could not stand the suspense, so she

innocent that I'm afraid

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