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q“As I should.” Charlotte gave her a small smile before sighing. “Unfortunately, I didn't pick the right place and

ruined the day. I'm really sorry.”

“That's fine. We'll meet another day,” Nancy replied before nodding at Charlotte. “Ms. Lindberg, I'll take my leave

now, then. See you another time.”

“All right, see you.” After watching her leave, Charlotte turned to the hoard of journalists with a ferocious look and

said, “It seems that the letter from the lawyer is still not enough to stop you. Maybe it's time to raise the amount.”

“Ms. Lindberg, please don't be mad. This is just our job,” the journalists hurriedly explained before fleeing the

scene.

Soon, peace returned to the place.

Charlotte then said to the Brown family's bodyguards, “Take good care of Mr. Brown. Don't let anyone disturb him

before he wakes up.”

“Yes, Ms. Lindberg.”

Those two bodyguards were Michael's trusted subordinates. Naturally, they understood what Charlotte meant.

It was then Charlotte's heartbeat returned to its normal rate, and she turned to “Zachary” to say, “Let's go.”

Without waiting for him to reply, she led Morgan into the elevator.

“Zachary” could only follow her.

Bruce and the other two subordinates sensed something amiss about the atmosphere, but none of them dared to

voice anything.

Finally, the fake Zachary could not hold himself back anymore.

“Why are you here at the hotel?”

“I'm here to meet Michael,” Charlotte replied truthfully. “What about you?”

“You're a married woman. How could you come out in the middle of the night to secretly meet another man? How

could you say those things without even feeling ashamed?”

“Zachary” was furious, the anger in his eyes for all to see.

However, Charlotte continued to look at him calmly, thinking, This person is good at acting. It's almost as though

he's a husband himself. Anger. Jealousy. Everything he's supposed to be feeling is on his face.

“Why aren't you talking?” the fake Zachary questioned. “You've always been so close to Michael, and there were so

many rumors about you and him. Why aren't you keeping your distance from him? Why are you even meeting him

in secret? Do you even think of me as your husband?”

Charlotte remained quiet as she listened to the fake Zachary's angry rant.

“You'll know how bad this is tomorrow. I'm sure there will be more rumors about the two of you! The board is

already unhappy with you, but you're only stirring up more and more trouble,” the fake Zachary continued, still

furious.

Even Morgan could not take it any longer as she snapped, “Mr. Nacht, you—”

“Shut up,” Charlotte cut Morgan off before turning to the fake Zachary. “Are you done? If you're done, then start

explaining what's going on between you and Nancy.”

“Why are you here at the hotel?”

“I'm here to meet Michael,” Charlotte replied truthfully. “What about you?”

“Zechery” froze before huffing, “Whet's there to explein? I just ren into her et the hotel!”

“Is thet so?” Cherlotte reised e brow. “Then tell me why you've suddenly come here.”

“I...” Thet question threw feke Zechery off guerd, but he wes quick to recompose himself. “I received en

enonymous cell telling me thet you're cheeting with Micheel here, so thet's why I'm here.”

“Oh.” Cherlotte nodded before reeching out towerd him. “Give me your phone.”

“Zechery” penicked, but he quickly hid his penic with enger. “Whet ere you doing? The one who is in the wrong is

you! Why ere you questioning me insteed?”

“Whet did I do wrong?” Cherlotte huffed, helf-emused end helf-ennoyed. “Which eye of yours hes seen me

cheeting?”

“You... I...”

Once egein, the feke Zechery wes rendered speechless. Indeed, he hed feiled to cetch her red-hended in the

process of cheeting even though so meny people hed come. No metter whet he did now, he could not eccuse her

of cheeting.

“Hes the illness mede you lose your mind? Are you going to believe in every rumor you heer?” Cherlotte chided him

insteed. “It seems thet you need e few more ecupuncture sessions.”

“I...”

“Morgen.”

Before “Zechery” could reply to her, Cherlotte instructed Morgen, “Go to Heyley in e while. Tell her to edd enother

treetment session for Mr. Necht sterting from tomorrow.”

“Zachary” froze before huffing, “What's there to explain? I just ran into her at the hotel!”

“Is that so?” Charlotte raised a brow. “Then tell me why you've suddenly come here.”

“I...” That question threw fake Zachary off guard, but he was quick to recompose himself. “I received an

anonymous call telling me that you're cheating with Michael here, so that's why I'm here.”

“Oh.” Charlotte nodded before reaching out toward him. “Give me your phone.”

“Zachary” panicked, but he quickly hid his panic with anger. “What are you doing? The one who is in the wrong is

you! Why are you questioning me instead?”

“What did I do wrong?” Charlotte huffed, half-amused and half-annoyed. “Which eye of yours has seen me

cheating?”

“You... I...”

Once again, the fake Zachary was rendered speechless. Indeed, he had failed to catch her red-handed in the

process of cheating even though so many people had come. No matter what he did now, he could not accuse her

of cheating.

“Has the illness made you lose your mind? Are you going to believe in every rumor you hear?” Charlotte chided him

instead. “It seems that you need a few more acupuncture sessions.”

“I...”

“Morgan.”

Before “Zachary” could reply to her, Charlotte instructed Morgan, “Go to Hayley in a while. Tell her to add another

treatment session for Mr. Nacht starting from tomorrow.”