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qWhen Ben heard the gossip, he began to worry and quickly followed them.

At the same time, Charlotte, who was on the phone with Michael, heard the comments over the line too.

“Charlotte, ignore them. They must have gotten the wrong idea,” Michael quickly assured her. “All Mr. Nacht did was dance with her, nothing more—”

“Where is he?” she asked.

“It seems they have gone to the lounge... Hello? Hello? Charlotte?”

Before Michael could finish his sentence, Charlotte had ended the call. With her phone in hand, she rushed out of the house. “Prepare the car!”

“Ms. Lindberg, what's wrong?”

At that moment, Lupine and Morgan were going downstairs with the children.

“I'm on it.”

Reacting swiftly, Lupine ordered the car key to be brought to her as she followed after Charlotte.

both of them got into the car and sped toward South Sea

softly, “Ms. Lindberg, please calm down. I believe that there's nothing going on

there's nothing going on between them,” Charlotte snapped. “I'm just worried that it's a trap. With his current condition, even a minor

“What's Ben doing? Why isn't he keeping

fault.” Thinking about it alone was enough to blow Charlotte's fuse. “If anyone is to blame, it's Zachary. Despite knowing how weak he is, he still insists on

down, Ms. Lindberg.” Lupine hastened to pacify her. “I'll drive faster so that

fast. Your gunshot wound has yet to recover fully.” Charlotte sighed. “Men... they always make

“Exactly!”

Nancy poured a cup of coffee for Zachary and gently suggested, “Mr. Nacht, there are

point.” After scanning the room and making sure it was

“What kind of deal?”

the room, Ben, Cain, and the Gold family's bodyguards guarded the entrance closely. No stranger was

was so tight that it seemed nearly impossible for any accident to

out of sorts after he

dazed. With her lips slightly parted, she kept fanning herself with

he asked, “Are you all

kept leaning toward him. “Mr. Nacht, what