NovelEnglishAnne couldn't help the blood gushing into her cheeks. She gave Charlotte a playful nudge.
"He also said that Yuliana only becShane's girlfriend because she saved his life five years ago." 'Saved his life?' Charlotte repeated.
'Are they living in a TV series?' A moment later, Charlotte finally found her tongue and blurted, "What happened?" Anne shook her head pitifully. "I don't have the details." Charlotte grew silent. Five years ago was a sore spot to touch for her.
"Con, let's go check out sclothes." In an attempt to dissipate the growing tension, Charlotte grabbed Anne's arm and hauled her into a boutique.
After lunch, the two strolled into the children's section of the mall.
It was not until five in the evening did the two draw a close to their shopping spree, utterly exhausted.
As they rested on a bench, Charlotte glanced at her watch. All of a sudden, she leaped to her feet and exclaimed, "Ah, it's almost tto pick Sheryl up from school! I almost forgot." Hearing this, Anne stood up and poked her head in front of her. "I'll go with you," she offered gleefully.
By the tthe two arrived at the kindergarten, the children were just released.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA thick horde of parents clogged the gate.
Charlotte and Anne planned to stand outside and wait until the crowd had melted away to enter.
However, by the teveryone had left, they found no students left in the kindergarten.
Charlotte's heart skipped a beat.
Sheryl had gone missing! She quickly located Miss Melanie.
"Ms. Emerson! Why are you here?" Miss Melanie looked at Charlotte in confusion. She was just about to leave work when Charlotte had stopped her.
Anxiety clouded Charlotte's face and she turned into a cat on hot bricks. "Miss Melanie, where's Sheryl? I've cto pick her up, but I don't see her anywhere!" Miss Melanie chuckled and said, "Ms.
Emerson, don't you worry! Earlier, Sheryl's dad cto get her. What is it, were you unaware?" 'Beep beep!' buzzed Charlotte's phone.
Just as Miss Melanie finished her sentence, a call cin.
It was an unknown number.
Charlotte hesitated for a second but picked up the call nonetheless.
"Mommy!" The voice of a wee child burst through the speakers. Apart from Sheryl, there could be virtually no one else. Charlotte frowned to herself. She turned to Miss Melanie and flashed her an apologetic smile before leaving with Anne. "Where are you?" chided Charlotte, suppressing her temper.
"Ritz Lane, No. 285." A deep voice boomed through the speakers once more into Charlotte's eardrums.
Before she could react, the call was hung up from the other end.
'Uh... Did I just lash out at Shane?' she freaked.
"Sheryl's dad? Lottie, what is happening? Have you found her dad?" Anne asked hurriedly, finally landing an opening to speak. Charlotte heaved a sigh. "It's a long story. Let's just get Sheryl first." "Alright." Anne nodded.
Just then, a Lincoln limousine pulled up in front of them.
A white-gloved driver alighted the car and bowed respectfully to Charlotte. He then pulled open the door to the cabin.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis lips parted and he announced, "Miss Charlotte, Young Master hadpick you up." The magnificent scene drew the attention of snooping passersby.
"Young Master? Whose family's young master are we talking about?" questioned Anne.
The driver paid no attention to her, but Charlotte knew it had to be Shane Fuller for sure.
However, she couldn't wrap her head around why he would take Sheryl and then stir up such a big scene.
"Sure." Charlotte nodded and approached the car.
Anne immediately grabbed Charlotte's arm and nd shot her a m worrying glance. Charlotte smiled and returned a reassuring nod.
About an hour later, the car finally slowed to a halt. As before the driver politely opened the door for her. Once she climbed out of the cabin, Charlotte was flabbergasted at the sight that welcomed her.
A mansion stood majestically, like a castle from a fairy tale, right before her eyes.
In perhaps a hundred- mile radius of this place, there were no other residences to be seen.
The old butler, Lee, walked out from behind the main gates, where he had been waiting for quite awhile. He bowed courteously at Charlotte. "Pardon me, are you Miss Charlotte?" he asked. Such attentive etiquette took Charlotte aback. In a daze, she nodded hastily.
"Young Master is inside. Please follow me." X
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