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“I get it.” Bruce nodded in realisation.

“I’m pretty surprised, though, that Charlotte was willing to meet Louis,” Zachary remarked.

Zachary appeared nonchalant but was fretting inside. The Charlotte he knew two years ago had been an absolute fanatic about loyalty in a relationship, particularly that of the man’s.

It was two years since, and Charlotte had evolved from an innocent, naive girl into a cold and haughty woman. Could that domineering woman still have the same outlook as the sweet girl of yesteryear? Zachary didn’t dare to say for sure.

“Actually, the fact that Ms. Lindberg even agreed to meet with Sir Louis is proof enough that she doesn’t love him,” Bruce analyzed. “The more affection you feel for someone, the less accepting you’d be of such behavior. Do you think she really got over it within a day? She doesn’t love him!”

“That makes sense,” Zachary said with a sigh.

say that she still won’t get together with him,” Bruce continued. “Sir Louis is a member of F Nation’s royalty. Lindberg Corporation has been cultivating close ties with F Nation. A marriage alliance for business relations

face instantly grew

we knew, but another person entirely,” Bruce said, completely diffident to Zachary’s

bellowed, cutting short Bruce’s contemplations. He immediately picked up his phone and

“Zachary?” Louis answered, puzzled.

you?” Zachary demanded in

South Sea, what’s it called… Seacrest

as Louis blurted out the name of the restaurant, Zachary hung up. Turning to his

replied, immediately

faltered. “Mr. Nacht,

hand. “If she’s really changed that drastically and is going to get together

muster any response. He cursed himself for having said anything

they were going to the hospital and even confirmed it with the

Nacht’s going to be pissed! Bruce thought, wincing to

on the heels

boot the next person who kept

the thought, Bruce quickly pointed out, “The Blackwoods are still waiting for us at the hospital. Besides, Henry has already ordered us

to the hospital later,” Zachary said dismissively, glancing at his watch. “Tell them that we’ll head over

was about to speak, then caught himself when Zachary turned an icy glare to him. Lowering his head in acquiescence, Bruce replied meekly,