"Paradise No.3." Charlotte and Bryson had been living in this home with her father before getting married. As she looked at the pictures of her and Bryson on the bedroom wall, she thought of Bryson again. Charlotte was beautiful and outstanding. She had been the target of many great guys since her high school days, but she’d only ever had feelings for Bryson. After meeting Bryson, she had eliminated every member of the opposite sex from her life and willingly filled her world only with Bryson. She’d posted pictures of herself and Bryson on the wall... There had always been a few extra pairs of shoes for Bryson in the shoe cabinet... There had always been custom-made clothes for him in the closet... "Miss, your parcel is here." A parcel was placed on the sofa by her servant, Tom Benson. Charlotte opened it and looked at the pair of silver knee pads in the package. Tears started streaming down her face. The month before Charlotte and Bryson had gotten married, Bryso
Alfred had been a butler for the Simmons Family for 30 years and knew Charlotte well. Although Charlotte did not answer him directly, he knew that Charlotte had consented. He sighed. "Even if you go, Bryson will act the same way he did last time. Why bother going?" Charlotte looked toward an unknown location in a daze as she said, "Alfred, just drive." Alfred had no choice but to start the car. About 20 minutes later, the car arrived outside the gate of the Platinum Coast villa. The door was shut. Charlotte could not help thinking about yesterday, when she’d stood alone outside the gate, waiting for Bryson after she had just given birth. So many things had happened in the past one day, and although it had just been over 20 hours, Charlotte felt like it had been a decade. "Miss Charlotte, are we going to keep waiting like this? Or should I just drive and hit the door? If we cause a ruckus, I don't believe that heartless man will still ignore us.” Alfred gritted his teeth i
Crack! With a clear metallic sound, the lighter lit up. Alfred was about to throw the lighter into the suitcase, but Charlotte stopped him. "Wait!" Alfred said, "Miss Charlotte, do you still have anything to reminisce..." Charlotte's eyes were determined and ironic as she replied, "I'll do it myself!" She then took the lighter and threw it into the suitcase. A suitcase full of items, including Bryson’s photos, clothes, watches, shoes, and the pair of knee pads Charlotte had customized for him, were all soaked in gasoline. When they were exposed to the flame, they instantly started burning fiercely. Everything that Bryson had ever given Charlotte was inside too. Each of those items contained a precious memory, but after the fire, everything turned into ashes. This also symbolized that her feelings for Bryson had completely turned into ashes. As Charlotte looked at the flames, she disappointed herself, as tears started flowing down her face without her realizing it.
"The Second Master didn’t follow you. He was just worried that Victor Rutherford would cause you trouble, so he sent someone to protect you in secret. But there’s no use saying this now, as the Second Master won’t waste any time on you in the future." Lucas handed over a contract, pushing it in front of Charlotte’s chest while he was speaking. "This is the prenuptial agreement that you signed yesterday afternoon. The first clause of the agreement states that you’re not allowed to have anything to do with your ex. The Second Master didn't do you wrong, did he?" Charlotte looked at the first clause of the agreement in a daze. Yesterday afternoon, she had reviewed the agreement before signing it. According to the agreement, if she violated any of the conditions, Zachary had the right to terminate the marriage... No matter the reason she had seen Bryson, she had violated the first clause of the agreement, and Zachary had not done her wrong! "I’ve been working for the Second Mas
Zachary's expression was indifferent. His brows, which looked like an ink painting, rose slightly as he said, "I know." Charlotte could hear a buzzing sound in her mind. "Since you already know, why are you doing this to me?" Zachary said expressionlessly, "Because of the first clause of the agreement. Read it." Lucas had already given the contract to Charlotte, so she picked it up, found Clause One, and read it out loud. "Under no circumstances are you allowed to meet your ex. If you have to meet, you must ask Zachary Connor for permission." "Read the first three words again. Every single word." Zachary commanded her nonchalantly, like a king who could not be defied. Charlotte felt almost controlled by him. "Under. No. Circumstances!" Zachary then said, "So, why did you ask me why?" Charlotte was speechless for a while. Zachary Connor was right, and she could not argue with him. At that moment, Zachary handed her a white parasol. Charlotte grabbed the handle of
"..." Lucas was going crazy. "Excuse me, Miss. Please just let me go. The Second Master has already made this very clear, and I don't want to upset him." Charlotte said, "Are you afraid of him?" Lucas concurred. Who wouldn’t be afraid of him in Rothesay? Charlotte said, "Since you’re so afraid of him, aren’t you afraid that I’ll speak ill of you when I become his wife in the future?" Lucas was obviously dumbfounded. He then laughed and said, "Miss, are you daydreaming? It's impossible for anything to happen between you and the Second Master." "Is it?" Charlotte walked across from Lucas one step at a time. Although her face was full of traces of tears, her eyes were still full of pride. "You said that Zachary has never given any woman the opportunity to approach him, but he gave me two. If he wasn't interested in me, why would he do that?" Lucas scratched his curly golden hair. "This is all in the past, okay? The Second Master won't give you a third chance." "How
The Hathaway Group was a large enterprise with 321 branches under its umbrella. It was also a legend in the business world of Rothesay. The CEO of the Hathaway Group was Zachary Connor. The 100-story building of the group’s headquarters was located in the center of Rothesay City. Charlotte was stopped by a security guard as soon as she reached the gate. "Please show your pass." Charlotte raised her face. "I am Zachary’s friend. If you know what’s good for you, you'd better not stop me." The security guard was so frightened by Charlotte that he trembled. This woman had dared to call Mr. Connor by his first name, so her background could not be simple. Although Mr. Connor had always been cold and uninterested in women, this woman was attractive and beautiful. She may be the lover Mr. Connor had been secretly seeing. Would he get in trouble if he accidentally offended her? The security guard was hesitant to let Charlotte in. At that moment, another security guard said, "I
Charlotte was already out of breath. She calmed down her breathing as much as she could and said bluntly, "This may be meaningless to you, but it’s the only way out for me. My father will be taken to court by Victor Rutherford. I have no other choice but to marry you." Ah... The man had prominent facial features, and there was a twinkle of scorn in his clear eyes. "Victor Rutherford is just sending your father to jail. If you upset me, I’ll wipe out the entire Simmons Family." Charlotte shivered in fear. Every time she stood in front of Zachary Connor, she felt like she was just a lone boat wandering in the vast ocean. His cold, dominant aura seemed able to shred her to pieces at any time. However, she could not retreat. Reality would not allow her to do so. She mustered all the courage she’d accumulated for the past 20 years and looked at Zachary firmly. "I know my limitations. I can’t afford to upset you, so I won't upset you ever again. Let's get married. When we get m