Chapter 157

“Oh god, you’re going to kill him at this rate!” A sudden realization struck Charlotte, and she began pulling on Zachary’s arm. “Let him go!”

Chris’s eyes had already rolled back, and his hands were drooping down like two lifeless sticks.

At last, Zachary came to his senses and loosened the grip on his right hand.

Chris immediately fell to the ground, half paralyzed with fear.

Sighing, Zachary carried Charlotte into his car and took off.

As they left the scene, Ben appeared with his subordinates. As they cleaned the place up, he said, “Send Mr. Broid to the hospital.”

“Yes sir.”

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In the car, Zachary covered his jacket over Charlotte to keep her warm. His brows were still furrowed, and the fury in his eyes were not entirely gone.

Charlotte’s dress was torn in pieces - half of her chest was exposed, and so were her thighs. She was in a complete mess, but there was a striking sexual appeal to it.

Biting her lower lip, Charlotte was looking down, all quiet. All that she felt at that moment was shame.

How could I not have recognized that he’s a different person? Am I blind?

to a halt at the Storm

at Zachary, feeling a

got off the

“Your room is ready. We have also made preparations according

car and made

go home!” She

with a

prepared for them was the presidential suite

once again, Zachary dumped her into the

sat back up, Charlotte wiped away the

said emotionlessly as he

she stared blankly at the bathwater. Why is he

she felt obliged to listen to everything

to be a bad

room was in complete

did not seem to work. Feeling scared, she called out in a

deep voice sounded from the French windows

him sitting on the sofa in a

happened to the lights? Is there a malfunction?” She asked, making her way



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