Chapter 174 This Is Awful

“This is awful. Just have them bring me the one the kitchen made,” Charlotte said flatly, setting down her spoon.

Camille’s face fell. “Lottie, I made this myself.”

“Well,” Charlotte replied calmly, meeting her gaze. “Your cooking has really gone downhill, then.”

Camille felt a surge of anger, her face alternating between pale and flushed.

Arthur was sitting nearby. Even though he wasn’t looking directly at them, his presence was oppressive.

She knew Arthur was doing this to defend Charlotte.

They wouldn’t leave until Charlotte was satisfied.

Camille took a deep breath to compose herself. “Fine,” she said, “I’ll have them bring it up.”

With that, she turned and left the room.

Charlotte felt a surge of satisfaction, but it wasn’t complete.

Camille wasn’t truly helpless against her; she was just afraid of Arthur.

she didn’t

Is Awful She’d

opened her laptop to edit some photos

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into the room, bathing the rosy pink space in a warm, feminine glow. Arthur, who had been signing some documents, looked up and saw Charlotte focused intently on her laptop, her fingers moving across the touchpad, her lengthy hair framing her face. She

really paid much attention to her

ready, and it would be just the way he liked it. He rarely ate out, even for business dinners, where he would

seemed he was used to having

mind of its own.

That was fine.

whatever she wanted. With the identity of Mrs.

for divorce, she could forget about it.

solidified this thought, his eyes darkening as he looked

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to see Charlotte. He

Group could

actually quite curious about what Camille said to Charlotte. Charlotte has always been so well–behaved. Why would she suddenly

gave Charlotte a cold

a few degrees. “James, I’m asking

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