Charlotte's face turned red again.

After a few words, Shane hung up the phone.

He laid on the hotel sofa with one arm behind his head. His slightly tilted face happened to line up with the view of the beach outside the window.

The mesmerizing horizon stretched across the deep blue sea, one couldn't help but feel delighted by the sight.

The corner of his mouth quirked up, his porcelain- white skin shimmered under the sun.

Charlotte's soft voice echoed through his ears. It seemed she looked forward to his return.

Shane's heart filled with warmth at the thought of that.

He picked up his phone again and called Cole.

"Book me the earliest flight back home." Any trace of tenderness was instantly replaced with coldness.

"President, are you going back now?" Cole asked when he heard his request.

Shane's answer

tone was firm with no

had made an appointment to play golf with you on the

left now, wouldn't he miss his appointment with the

You just need to make the necessary arrangements," He said adamantly. Cole could only do as

phone, she placed her hands on her burning

mind, "My home is also

words made her

her thoughts on Shane's attitude, she did

someone draped a sack over her head blinding her

frightened by what happened. She instinctively wanted to shout for help, but her

vision turned dark and she lost all consciousness, her body was free to

behind this was the person who spoke on the phone

was a thug with a strong

he carried Charlotte in a

hospital through a hole in the wall. He

the van, it

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