Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur)

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His appearance took Camille aback, and she hurriedly explained what had happened in the car yesterday.

“Sarah isn’t just Arthur’s mistress. She’s practically Mrs. Jennifer Harrison’s favorite! She’ll likely replace Charlotte as Mrs. Harrison someday. I was thinking that if Charlotte apologized to Sarah, it might appease Mrs. Jennifer Harrison. But who would have thought? I just gave Charlotte a little talking–to, and she jumped out of the car! It scared me to death!”

After Camille finished, she grumbled about Charlotte’s behavior with a displeased look. “She doesn’t respect me at all! Jumping out of a moving car like that! If those wealthy ladies find out, who knows what they’ll say behind my back! It’s like I didn’t raise a daughter! I raised a troublemaker!”

James‘ face remained grim. “Asking her, a Harrison, to apologize to a mistress? What were you thinking?!”

Camille immediately replied, “I’m afraid Mrs. Jennifer Harrison will take it out on our family! We finally managed to get in with the Harrison Group. At first, Arthur would throw a project or two our way, but these past two years, we’ve been completely sidelined. If that darn girl keeps acting up and annoys Arthur, won’t our family be the one to suffer?”

James put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in the room. Camille’s words made sense. The most important

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now was to secure Charlotte’s position in the Harrison family. She absolutely could not divorce

to prefer her. That Sarah probably won’t last

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pondered for a moment, and said, “Honey, I saw Sarah. I don’t know why, but I felt a sense of closeness when I saw her. I like her. You

“What do you mean?”

Charlotte not

retorted, “What nonsense are you talking

was in chaos when she was born. There was a medical riot going on. Maybe the

his hand dismissively. “Impossible. I had people watching over her. There’s no way they could have mixed her up. Don’t

her mind—she had to investigate this thoroughly. What if there

the doorway, their conversation overheard in its

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brought in dinner. Charlotte ate a little, then her phone rang. She glanced at the

tone light and cheerful, drawing Arthur’s

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flat and emotionless.