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q“As I should.” Charlotte gave her a small smile before sighing. “Unfortunately, I didn't pick the right place and ruined the day. I'm really sorry.”

“That's fine. We'll meet another day,” Nancy replied before nodding at Charlotte. “Ms. Lindberg, I'll take my leave now, then. See you another time.”

“All right, see you.” After watching her leave, Charlotte turned to the hoard of journalists with a ferocious look and said, “It seems that the letter from the lawyer is still not enough to stop you. Maybe it's time to raise the amount.”

“Ms. Lindberg, please don't be mad. This is just our job,” the journalists hurriedly explained before fleeing the scene.

Soon, peace returned to the place.

Charlotte then said to the Brown family's bodyguards, “Take good care of Mr. Brown. Don't let anyone disturb him before he wakes up.”

“Yes, Ms. Lindberg.”

Those two bodyguards were Michael's trusted subordinates. Naturally, they understood what Charlotte meant.

It was then Charlotte's heartbeat returned to its normal rate, and she turned to “Zachary” to say, “Let's go.”

Without waiting for him to reply, she led Morgan into the elevator.

“Zachary” could only follow her.

Bruce and the other two subordinates sensed something amiss about the atmosphere, but none of them dared to voice anything.

Finally, the fake Zachary could not hold himself back anymore.

here at

here to meet Michael,” Charlotte

middle of the night to secretly meet another man? How could you say those things without even feeling

was furious, the anger in his eyes

at acting. It's almost as though he's a husband himself. Anger. Jealousy. Everything he's supposed to be feeling is on his

there were so many rumors about you and him. Why aren't you keeping your distance from him? Why are you even meeting him

listened to the fake

know how bad this is tomorrow. I'm sure there will be more rumors about the two of you! The board is already unhappy with you, but you're only stirring up more and more

it any longer as she snapped,

cut Morgan off before turning to the fake Zachary. “Are you done? If you're done,

you here

to meet Michael,” Charlotte replied

before huffing, “Whet's there to explein? I just

reised e brow. “Then tell me

recompose himself. “I received en enonymous cell telling me thet you're cheeting with Micheel

nodded before reeching out towerd

he quickly hid his penic with enger. “Whet ere you doing? The

huffed, helf-emused end helf-ennoyed. “Which eye of

“You... I...”

her red-hended in the process of cheeting even though so meny people hed come. No metter whet he did now, he could not eccuse her of

mind? Are you going to believe in every rumor you heer?” Cherlotte chided him insteed.

“I...”

“Morgen.”