Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 648

Holding onto the cash, Charlie couldn't stop thinking: if he brought this to the gambling den with Zachary by his side, they could easily multiply it. All he had to do tonight was take one more risk.

Before long, it was past midnight-2 a.m. to be exact-when Charlie crept into the factory. Everyone was asleep by then, including the guard out front, slumped over in exhaustion.

The workshop was dark and quiet. Spotting the three machines almost

immediately, Charlie felt a wave of relief wash over him. He quickly got to work, removing the last screw and prying open the outer shell. With a wrench in hand, he began fiddling inside until something felt off.

He paused.

A couple nights ago, he'd gone out of his way to destroy these machines. He'd been shocked when the technician said they could still be repaired, but he brushed it off. Maybe the guy was just good. Maybe tech was just that advanced

now.

But now he realized-these machines had never been broken.

been repaired. They were never damaged in the

He'd been set up.

shoved the casing back on, reattached the screws, made it look untouched, and bolted out of

as soon as he stepped onto

"Charlie, got a minute?"

I've got something urgent. Can we talk later?" Charlie

Lambert grabbed his arm. "Don't run. Miss Sanders has

Sarah's office, trying to calm his nerves.

flicking between Sarah and Mr.

why I called you

his head, feigning innocence. "No idea. I'm completely

going to admit anything until we drag the cops in here?" Mr. Lambert

chest. "Miss Sanders, Mr. Lambert, I really don't know what you're talking