Nevaeh’s POV:
Dad and Charles had a good talk.
I could see in the way he looked at Charles that he really liked him.
Charles’ etiquette and eloquence during they discussion was something to behold, and his every move
could make any woman swoon.
I must admit, I had great taste in men.
He was the most incredible man i’d ever met.
Someone like him was the ideal husband that I’d always wanted.
At this time, a waiter brought a cup of coffee to our table and approached me.
"Here’s your coffee, ma’am."
I stared at the cup of coffee while it was being handed to me when I suddenly came up with an idea,
causing me to inadvertently stand up.
The waiter was unprepared by my sudden movement.
Because of that, I "accidentally" knocked over the coffee and it spilled on me.
In order to accentuate my elegance and beautiful appearance, I wore a white dress today.
But because of the dress I was wearing, the dark brown coffee stains were particularly obvious on the
hemline of my dress.
"Eek!" I screamed in surprised.
Uncertain of what to do, the waiter remarked, "I am so sorry, ma’am! I didn’t mean to spill coffee on
you."
"It’s fine."
I just took out a tissue and used it to wipe off the coffee stains on my dress.
However, I knew that it was pointless to do so.
Eventually, I just heaved a sigh and said, "Excuse me.I’m going to change to into something else."
Dad and Charles stopped talking and focused on me.
Charles said to the waiter, "What the hell is the matter with you, eh? Why are you so clumsy?"
The waiter was flustered.He looked down, ashamed and apologetic.
As I stared at Charles’ indifferent face, I told him, "It’s really not a big deal.I believe he didn’t mean to
do it.If you think about it, I’m the one who’s at fault.I shouldn’t have stood up so recklessly.Um…
Charles, can I use your room please? I’d like to clean off the coffee stains on my dress."
Charles was visibly hesitant at first, but he eventually agreed and handed me his room card.
I happily took it and went straight to his room.
Inside, I saw his suitcase placed by the wall.I walked over to the suitcase and opened it.
From the amount of clothes he brought with him, I concluded that he wanted to finish this trip as soon
as possible.
I took a white shirt from inside the suitcase, gently rubbing it with my fingertip. The fabric of this shirt
was particularly soft and comfortable.
It still had a lingering fresh, pleasant smell to it.It was hard not to get obsessed with the scent.
I wasn’t in any hurry to leave the room.
Aside from that, I knew that Charles and Dad would speak for a while, so I took Charles’ shirt and hung
it up using a hanger.
Its sleeves were drooping down as it hung in front of the cabinet.
I held one of the sleeves as if I were holding Charles’ hand.
Though it might be awkward for me to admit it, I was eager to be with him.
What I wanted most in this moment was for him to embrace me tightly.
Sadly, the privilege of his warm embrace belonged only to Caroline.
Before, I had never even taken her seriously.
She was a beauty, but she had nothing else going for her other than the fact that she had a pretty face.
Compared to her, I was different.
Not only was I beautiful, but also capable.
I was perfectly capable of helping Charles with his business empire.
Out of all the women in the world, only I deserved to stand by his side and be his wife.
‘Who does Caroline think she is?’ I tried my best to hide the anger in my eyes.
At first, my plan was just to wash off the stains from my dress using water.
But then, an idea came to me.
I took off my dress, and decided to put on Charles’ shirt.
Afterwards.I stared at myself in the mirror, admiring how great I looked in it.
His scent was oozing off of the shirt and it made me feel like he was holding me.
I unbuttoned the first two buttons, revealing my cleavage The mere sight of it was enchanting.I was
well-aware of the fact that a woman was at her most beautiful whenever she was only partly naked.
Normally, men wouldn’t be able to resist this kind of temptation, and Charles wasn’t an exception to
that rule.
As soon as I walked out of the room, I noticed that someone was hiding in the dark with a camera in
hand.
From the looks of it, the person hiding in the dark was a paparazzo.
I pretended not to see him and closed the door of the room very slowly.
Then, I turned my face away just as slowly to give the paparazzo enough time to take photos of me.
By the time I returned to the cafe downstairs, Dad and Charles were still talking.
My dad was frowning, seeming as though the talk didn’t go well.
Charles, on the other hand, was wearing a smile.
It was hard to tell what was on his mind.
And even I was unable to read him.
I walked over, returned the room card to Charles, and gave him a smile.
"The person who was supposed to send the change of clothes was taking a while.I couldn’t wait any
longer, so I decided to wear your shirt instead.I’ll give you back this shirt next time once I’ve cleaned it."
Charles took his room card back and wore a stern expression.
"You don’t have to.Just throw it away after you’re done with it."
The way he spoke was cold and decisive.He made it sound like his shirt had become dirty now that I’d
worn it.
My face turned red, making it seem like someone had slapped me.
Despite feeling upset, I maintained my dignified smile and replied, "Charles, I’ve already asked
someone to prepare another shirt for you.Someone will deliver it to your room later."
"I said there’s no need.Nevaeh, have you forgotten what I told you on our way here? If this sort of thing
happens again, tender your resignation at once."
Charles was glaring at me with so much anger.He then glanced at my father and said, "Like I said
before, this is a line I will not cross.No matter what, I won’t give in.And if you refuse to accept that, then
there’s no need for us to continue this cooperation."
Charles’ POV:
Just then, Richard called me and I answered it right away.
"Hello?"
"Mr.Moore! Mrs.Moore got into a car accident," he replied, sounding really anxious.
Right after I heard it, I stood up at once.
Nevaeh was startled by my abrupt movement. I apologized to them and walked a few paces away from
them to continue the phone call.
"What happened? How did she get into an accident?"
"Mrs.Moore went to Golden State Club to meet with Adam this afternoon.She didn’t stay long there.We
kept a close eye on Adam the whole time, but what we didn’t anticipate was that some pedestrians
would appear in front of her car.She had to swerve her car away to avoid hitting anyone and another
car, but she ended up hitting the guardrail instead."
"Where is she now? Is she okay?" I asked.
‘Why is something bad always happening to her whenever I’m not around? She’s really scared of
pain.She’s probably feeling horrible right now"
At this moment, all I wanted to do was to fly back to her side, hold her in my arms, and tell her that
there was no need to be afraid.
Sadly, I could do nothing but worry right now.
"We didn’t see her right away.By the time our men arrived, Simon had taken Mrs.Moore away."
Richard paused for a moment and spoke in a remorseful voice, "I’ve sent some men to search for
Simon, but it seems like someone is blocking the news to prevent
"Keep searching! I don’t care if you have to turn the city upside down! Just find Caroline at all
costs.Book a flight ticket for me on the earliest flight possible.I don’t care what time it takes off.I just
have to go back there as soon as possible."
I commanded, "Pay attention to the media.I don’t want to see any news or public commentary against
Caroline."
After the phone call, Nevach approached me and asked worriedly, "What happened, Charles? Why are
you in such a hurry to go back? Allow me to accompany you!"
"No.I’ve already booked a flight ticket, and I’m going to the airport right away.You should just stay here
with your father and spend some time with him."
I cast her a cold glance before going to the reception to check out.Then, I asked the bellboy to take my
luggage downstairs.
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