This time around, it was Charlotte's turn to be taken aback. She hadn't expected Raina to transform into a different person so quickly.

"Miss Charlotte, this way please," Ophelia motioned for Charlotte to follow her.

Before she could refuse, Raina had already turned and left. Immediately after, a few burly maids appeared out of nowhere and circled her menacingly.

Enveloped by their imposing spirit, she had already lost.

Under Ophelia's guidance, Charlotte arrived at a small three-story villa in the garden.

As soon as the group stepped through the door, Charlotte was immediately seized by two of the maids. Then, Ophelia walked up to her and confiscated her purse and phone. "What are you doing?" Charlotte flew into a panic.

'T m afraid we'll have to impose on Miss Charlotte here for a few days. Madam has ordered that Miss Charlotte may leave once she thinks things through."

With that, the two maids released their grip on Charlotte and left, slamming the door shut behind them.

Everything seemed to have happened in a fleeting moment, just like what one would see on TV.

Was she under house arrest?

Instinctively, Charlotte scanned her surroundings warily.

house was built specifically to imprison people. It may have looked like a villa from the outside, but it was

for lighting purposes,

with

on the sofa and waited

delight, a maid came by at noon to deliver

her and tried to exit with her. "Let me out," she demanded. However, she froze in her tracks and her grip loosened when she reached the door. She stared wide-eyed at the two muscular

meet your employer. This is illegal; I can sue you

everyone she met stayed hard-hearted. They only asked if

cried out loud until her voice turned hoarse. Only then did she stop to catch her

up her chance to recover Emerson Corp. How would she

three days flew by in the blink of an eye while Charlotte was held captive and disconnected from the outside world. At the

She stared piteously at a busy police officer with

Please help me

tears from Sheryl's eyes and asked in a comforting tone, "Don't worry, kid. Tell me, where did you get separated from your mother?" Sheryl pouted as more tears formed in her eyes. "I didn't get lost. It's Mommy who got lost. She hasn't been home for three days

you tried calling

get through," sobbed

police officer looked behind Sheryl and was surprised

who would ever throw away

moment and asked, "Do you by chance have your father's phone number?

in serious

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