q“What should we do?” Lupine fretted anxiously, “Let's reach out to the media and get this under control for now.”

“That won't help! Did you forget that the Gold family is in the media business?” Charlotte countered with a sneer. “How do you think they've managed to control the public discourse so easily?”

“Ah...” Lupine did not know what to reply to that.

“Even if we bribed the media to bring them over to our side, it would just be a waste of money. I don't have the strength to fight them right now.”

“So, what should we do?” Lupine repeated her question helplessly.

She had always been able to solve Charlotte's problems for her, but now, she had no idea how they would deal with this.

Charlotte had grown a lot during this period of time. Her wit and intelligence had sharpened exponentially. However, she was still no match for the Gold family.

After all, she was in this all alone.

“I don't know what to do either,” Charlotte said, rubbing her temple in distress. “We'll just wait and see.”

Lupine glanced at her in concern as she did not know how to comfort her, and neither did she know what exactly the latter was waiting for.

Right then, she could only offer Charlotte her company.

over Alpha in the hospital. From time to time, she would

but Charlotte could not still her mind long enough to fall

but she just could not bring herself to close her eyes and

the most uncomfortable

morning, Lupine fell asleep sprawled

her heart, Zachary, where are

in the backyard of a loft in Southridge,

petite-framed Francesco was performing acupuncture on Zachary next to the

save this man. Yet, he had not

to revive Zachary. If this plan failed like all the others, she would surrender this job to Charlotte and wash her

is affecting my search for my precious... I don't even how my precious is doing

Nacht residence. It was a photo of Zachary, Charlotte, and the six children taken in the forest

as if the two adults were distracting her from the kids. Hence, Zachary and Charlotte's faces were veiled by leaves such that when one glanced at the photo,

being distrected. I'm trying to heel

ewey from the picture end returned her focus to

were seventy-two needles sticking out of Zechery's heed et thet moment. However, despite looking like e hedgehog, he still did not show eny signs of

en irriteble tone, “Hey, Zechery, if you

the men lying on the bed

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