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Before Charlotte could respond, Helena hung up.

qGripping her phone, Charlotte felt perplexed. She did not know why Helena had the letter. Perhaps, it was a trap or a bait, but she still wanted to find out the letter’s contents.

Even so, after going through so much, Charlotte was wary.

She decided to call Michael, who she had not contacted for a long time.

Soon, the call connected. The man excitedly greeted, “Charlotte!”“Michael, do you still have the letter my Dad sent you?” Charlotte asked without hesitation.

“Yes, of course,” Michael replied. “It is in my house at H City, but I am now in F Nation. What’s wrong? Did something happen to you? I’ll rush over.”

“No, it’s alright.” Charlotte hurriedly stopped him. “I was just wondering about what the letter said.”

“Well…” Michael was stumped.

“Is it a secret about my Dad’s bankruptcy?” Charlotte queried. “Did he tell you who set him up in the letter?”

don’t have to bother about it anymore. Your dad did

“I know.”

was like. He would not reveal anything if he did not

you alright?” Michael

casually to make a passing statement, “Helena wants to have lunch

else to rely on over there. If anything happens, you can get her to help you. She is also a woman, so

“I am about to leave. We plan to meet

her a call soon and ask her to look after

“Thank you, Michael.”

call ended, Charlotte prepared to head out. Within half an hour, she reached

whole place, and there were no guests nor attendants in

bodyguards outside. They

she stepped into the restaurant, Charlotte felt like she was in danger. Despite so, she

I say that you’re stupid, or should I praise you for being courageous?” Helena sat in the middle, glaring at Charlotte. “You knew that you would

other woman a death glare. “Tell me, what do you want from