Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

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.

specifically to imprison people. It may have looked like a villa from the outside, but it was no different than a prison cell on the inside. It had no stairs or rooms. It was just four walls

from the window on the ceiling for lighting purposes, there

left with a sofa and a

the sofa and waited for

a maid came by at

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 men standing

want to meet your employer. This is illegal;

Charlotte yelled, everyone she met stayed hard-hearted. They only asked if she had thought

out loud until her voice turned hoarse. Only

was the equivalent of giving up her chance to recover Emerson Corp. How would she

eye while Charlotte was held captive and disconnected

on her tiptoes by the office desk. She stared piteously at a busy police officer with her large,

mommy has gone missing. Please help

sight. He wiped the 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

have you tried calling

can't get

police officer looked behind Sheryl and was surprised to find no

who would ever throw away such

for a moment and asked, "Do you by chance have your father's phone number? Or anyone else for that

in serious thought