Indeed, Zachary was the only one who had the ability to stop the Bar DTT from operating.

Charlotte then thought about Bruce, the Rolls-Royce, and all the other pieces of evidence.

Everything was pointing toward the fact that Zachary was the gigolo.

If that’s true, then Zachary is the father of my children.

Well, I guess a genius president who’s powerful in the corporate world is better than a gigolo from a nightclub.At those thoughts, Charlotte could not help but feel overjoyed. In fact, she even started imagining the scene of her children meeting their father.

However, she soon stopped her wishful thinking.

No, if Nacht Group had been the one who took over Windt Corporation and led it to bankruptcy, which in turn forced my father to a dead end, then Zachary is the murderer of my father.

How can the murderer of my father be the father of my children?

At that thought, Charlotte’s heart sank.

“Ms. Windt!”

Returning to her senses, she said to the driver, “I have something

driver nodded

started calling a list of people that she had not contacted for

I’m Charlotte. I’m hoping to

could finish her sentence,

“Ms. Freeman, I’m Charlotte-”

The call ended again.

back. Are you free to meet? I’m hoping

only four picked up,

rushed to the location

she felt conflicted. On one hand, she wished that Zachary were the gigolo, but on the other, she

the bankruptcy of Windt Corporation and her father’s death had nothing to do with

entering the office and seeing its surroundings, Charlotte

right-hand man, Jeffrey Judd, now had a

upon his face. He quickly assigned tasks to his subordinates before he led Charlotte to a nearby café. In a rather passionate yet slightly awkward manner, he greeted, “Miss, it’s been many years since we’ve seen each other. You still look the same. I’ve been thinking

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