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qThose words managed to extinguish Charlotte's anger almost completely.

After all, her kids were her soft spot; her Achilles' heel. No matter what happened to her or everyone else, she couldn't let her kids get involved.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door loudly.

Rodney and his team entered promptly.

They clearly already knew what they were there for and placed the document on the table wordlessly before standing aside.

They were on Charlotte's side, but the DNA results were hard facts that no one could deny. At this point, they had to do their jobs.

Almost everyone in the house was now on Chris' side, apart from Morgan and the two female bodyguards from the Lindberg family who were on Charlotte's side. Despite that, they seemed especially helpless.

After all, the Nacht family had the upper hand now.

“Charlotte, you better sign it right now. If you do, we can guarantee your safe departure from here. If not, we'll be forced to—”

“If you don't stop barking, I'm going to kick you out,” Spencer finally cracked and cut Kallum off.

“Spencer, why are you still on her side even now?” Kallum said, annoyed.

“Leave,” Spencer said simply, slamming his cane against the floor.

over to escort Kallum out of

say anything else. I'll just watch, okay?” Kallum panicked

guards,

end. We won't take any legal action, and we'll keep this matter from the public. However, we will be looking into the fire

deal?” Charlotte scoffed. “These stocks and assets are incredibly valuable. Why should I let go of them for my

news of this got out, how are they going to show their face in public? There will be

“Exactly!” Kallum butted in.

Chris said. “I don't care about what happened in the past anymore. Now, all I want is for you to return all of your assets. That's already kind enough, isn't it? What are you worrying

of you,” Charlotte said, glaring at him coldly. “I hope you know that when

Chris replied, ovoiding her store

Spencer, “Pleose believe me. He's Chris, not Zochory. He got plostic surgery to look like Zochory, ond he come bock

“Shut up!”

slopped Chorlotte

it rendered the room silent for o few

ot his hond in shock. His goze momentorily softened in guilt, but he soon

“How dore you!”

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Despite the fiery poin on her

frowned ond looked ot Chorlotte

thot we've been together, but I now see thot I've been o fool trying to be nice to you. How could you moke up

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