NovelEnglishCharlotte's face turned red again.
After a few words, Shane hung up the phone.
He laid on the hotel sofa with one arm behind his head. His slightly tilted face happened to line up with the view of the beach outside the window.
The mesmerizing horizon stretched across the deep blue sea, one couldn't help but feel delighted by the sight.
The corner of his mouth quirked up, his porcelain- white skin shimmered under the sun. Charlotte's soft voice echoed through his ears. It seemed she looked forward to his return.
Shane's heart filled with warmth at the thought of that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe picked up his phone again and called Cole.
"Bookthe earliest flight back home." Any trace of tenderness was instantly replaced with coldness. "President, are you going back now?" Cole asked when he heard his request.
"Yes." Shane's answer was short.
However, his tone was firm with no room for doubt.
Cole hesitated for a moment and said cautiously, "President, Prince Louis had made an appointment to play golf with you on the day after tomorrow." If he left now, wouldn't he miss his appointment with the prince? Shane did not hesitate even after he heard this. "I will personally inform the prince. You just need to make the necessary arrangements," He said adamantly. Cole could only do as he was told.
After Charlotte put away the phone, she placed her hands on her burning cheeks.
Shane's last words resonated in her mind, "My his also your home." These words made her imagination run wild.
As Charlotte was too preoccupied with her thoughts on Shane's attitude, she did not notice someone following and slowly approaching her.
Just as Charlotte turned to a corner without any surveillance, someone draped a sack over her head blinding her from her surroundings.
Charlotte was frightened by what happened. She instinctively wanted to shout for help, but her mouth was quickly covered by a cloth soaked with chloroform.
In an instant, her vision turned dark and she lost all consciousness, her body was free to be dragged around. The culprit behind this was the person who spoke on the phone with Yuliana, Duncan Zacfron. Duncan was a thug with a strong and muscular figure.
It seemed the whole plot had been preplanned as he carried Charlotte in a sack and passed through an area with no surveillance.
Next, he camouflaged himself among the thick bushes and moved Charlotte out of the hospital through a hole in the wall. He then flipped himself over as well. Outside, a black and unlicensed van was waiting.
As soon as they got on the van, it headed northwest and entered downtown.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmInside the car, the sack was opened.
Charlotte's was completely exposed in front of them.
"Duncan, this woman looks good!" The man next to her said with a smile as he snapped spictures.
Duncan looked at Charlotte carefully. "She is quite pretty. When everything's done, you can have a go at her and teach her a lesson."
Although Charlotte was much better e looking than Yuliana, he was attracted by Yuliana's @quettish charm. He wasn't really interested in pure and innocent women. "It's done." The thug sent the photos to Duncan and he forwarded them to Yuliana. Yuliana received the photo and looked at Charlotte's indecent photos. She couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Her plan was to sell off Charlotte into the nightclub. She would be too ashamed to face Shane when she becomes used goods.
The car soon stopped at the back door of a nightclub. Charlotte remained unconscious as she was quickly carried down the car and picked up by the people inside. She was brought to a locked room. Shortly, a woman with the word "Manager" pinned to her chest walked in.
She sized up Charlotte's whole body. Her skin was as white as snow and her facial features were exquisite. She didn't look like any of the women they had before. "She's indeed a good product, but is she clean?" X
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