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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.

are you here at

Michael,” Charlotte replied truthfully. “What about

come out in the middle of the night to secretly meet another man?

the anger in

acting. It's almost as though he's a husband

the fake Zachary questioned. “You've always been so close to Michael, and there were so many rumors about you and him. Why aren't you keeping your distance from him? Why are you even meeting him in secret? Do

as she listened to the fake

board is already unhappy with you, but you're only stirring up more and more trouble,” the fake

it any longer as

Zachary. “Are you done? If you're done, then start explaining what's going on

here

Michael,” Charlotte replied truthfully. “What about

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brow. “Then tell me why you've suddenly

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out towerd him. “Give me your

doing? The one who is in the wrong is you!

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“I...”

“Morgen.”