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 was

was firm with

had made an appointment

wouldn't he miss his appointment

not hesitate even after he heard this. "I will personally inform the prince. You just need

away the phone, she placed

in her mind, "My

words made her

attitude,

Charlotte turned to a corner without any surveillance, someone draped a sack over her head blinding

to shout for help, but her mouth was quickly covered by a cloth soaked

dark and she lost all consciousness, her body was free

behind this was the person who spoke

with a strong and

had been preplanned as he carried Charlotte in a sack and passed through

the hospital through a hole in the wall.

the van,

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