Chapter 225 Complain to Me
Charlotte tucked her phone away, diverting her gaze to the window as the tension in the car thickened.
The silence stretched, heavy and uncomfortable.
Finally, Arthur’s deep, magnetic voice broke through the stillness.
“Aren’t you going to say anything about what happened tonight?”
Charlotte replied, “I really don’t know what to say.”
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There were still details to uncover; evidence was needed to make sense of it all.
Arthur felt an inexplicable annoyance rising within him.
He mused, “Shouldn’t she be thinking about complaining this to me, seeking my help to investigate? Does she not see me as her husband?”
The atmosphere in the car was charged with unspoken words.
Charlotte sensed the tension but felt it was pointless to speak after the scare she had just experienced. Instead, she closed her eyes and tried to rest.
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Before long, they arrived at Starlight Terrace.
As they entered the underground parking garage, Charlotte opened her eyes, surprised.
She had expected him to take her straight to Rose Villa.
But this worked out–if they had dinner here, he could leave afterward, and she wouldn’t have to move.
Once inside the elevator, she pulled out her phone to check the
news.
The story about Sophia’s injury was still trending, and she couldn’t help but smirk.
“If she had a real accident, like breaking a leg, I could understand her hogging the limelight for so long. But faking an injury just to stir up drama? How boring.”
Beneath the trending topic about Sophia’s injury was a post demanding an apology from Charlene.
Her Twitter followers had skyrocketed, but the comments and DMs were overwhelming; she couldn’t even bring herself to
them.
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Just then, the elevator doors opened, and she instinctively looked up to see Jayce and Delia stepping inside.
Delia greeted them with a smile, “Mr. Harrison, Mrs. Harrison.”
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Charlotte replied, returning the smile, “Good evening. What brings you back so late?”
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“Just had dinner with Grandpa,” Jayce said, his gaze lingering on her face, focused and intense.
Arthur, observing from the side, felt a twinge of irritation. He wrapped an arm around Charlotte’s waist and said, “What floor do you live on? Charlotte and I should come to visit sometime.”
Jayce instinctively glanced at Arthur’s arm around Charlotte, hist lips pressing.
In the cramped elevator, the air crackled with unspoken tension.
Delia quickly interjected, “Mr. Caldwell lives on the 21st floor. You’re welcome to visit anytime, Mr. Harrison.”
Arthur frowned, noticing Jayce’s continued fixation on his hold on Charlotte.
He suddenly chuckled, leaning down to plant a light kiss on the corner of Charlotte’s mouth. “I guess you two have met before. Why didn’t you tell me, hmm?”
Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock. She mused, “What is he doing?”
She fought the urge to wipe her lips, managing to say, “It’s not too late for you to find out now.”
“What’s with this guy? Sudden intimacy and sneaky kisses?” she
Chapter 225 Complain to Me thought, feeling her guard go up.
Jayce’s expression remained blank; his eyes dimmed as if all hope had drained away.
In this strange atmosphere, the elevator doors opened.
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Delia hurriedly ushered Jayce out, and once the doors closed behind them, she asked, “Mr. Caldwell, are you really planning to cut ties with Mr. Harrison over a woman?”
She thought to herself, “Because of one woman, he has forsaken years of friendship?”
“Just because I like Charlotte doesn’t mean I won’t help him if he needs me,” Jayce replied, his brow furrowing.
Delia said, frustration creeping into her voice, “That’s not the
same.
“Mr. Caldwell, can’t you just like someone else? Mr. Harrison isn’t someone to mess with.”