qCharlotte narrowed her eyes and stared at Chris coldly before checking the time again.

It was already 2:59 p.m. There was only a minute left until three o'clock.

The president's office had great soundproofing, but Charlotte felt like she could still hear footsteps slowly approaching.

The results were almost out. They were almost here!

“Chris.” Charlotte stepped closer to him and lowered her voice. “If you tell the truth now and apologize to your brother, maybe we can think about letting you go.”

“I—”

Chris couldn't even finish his sentence as he sweated profusely and fidgeted with his hands nervously. Obviously, he was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

“I know Jesse was behind everything. From what I know of you, there's no way you would have been able to come up with all of this on your own.”

Charlotte continued to advise him kindly, “Think about it. Why else would Jesse be helping you? He obviously just wants to snatch away the Nacht family's money, right? The moment he has real control over you, you'll be nothing more than a puppet to him. Either way, you're not going to get anything good out of it.”

“I never wanted to get anything out of it.”

Chris finally spoke up. With a dark expression, he spat out, “I just hate him for killing my mother. She was his family too.”

Besides, your



“Shut up!” Chris bellowed.

reacted and looked over

so the bodyguards hadn't had the chance to actually hear anything. However, Chris' sudden

stared at Charlotte with gritted teeth, his eyes practically glowing with hatred. He looked as if he wanted to wring her

a lot of bad things, but

taught him everything he knew, but she also

why he drew the line at anyone insulting his

I would get sent away by Henry. Even then, your mother still wasn't satisfied and told Sharon to go to T Nation to

up. Shut up!

couldn't toke it ony longer ond leoped up before reoching out to strongle Chorlotte. “Don't you dore tolk obout her thot woy! Don't you f*cking dore put her nome in

Nocht, pleose

pull him owoy when the office door opened. Spencer ond Johonn both stood in

“W—”

o hungry wolf with his honds wringing Chorlotte's neck, looking incredibly

get revenge for your mother, but she died rightfully! She should hove been killed o

“You—”

onger ond wos obout to speok when his phone suddenly

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