Because of this, Charlotte had no choice but to feign sorrow and guilt so that Jim would believe her if she
claimed that Shelly’s death was an accident.
However, no matter how thought out her plan was, Jim could see right through her.
He furrowed his brows and removed her hand from his shirt coldly. “Charlotte , I don’t care what you
think; there’s only one thing I have to say to you.
“Roanne had kidnapped Shelly because of you, and you volunteered to save Shelly today. If anything
happens to her, our relationship will end right here. Do you understand?”
Jim’s cold voice and even colder attitude made Charlotte’s heart sink.
She bit her lip tearfully but still nodded in agreement. “Alright… I promise you, Jim… I promise you that
I’ll bring Shelly home safe and sound!”
“Remember what you said.” Jim did not intend to waste any more of his time talking to her and instead
stood up. “There are only two hours left, so you’d better get ready now.”
Charlotte bit her lip as she slumped onto the ground limply. As she watched him leave, the regret and
sorrow in her eyes were gradually replaced with malice.
What went wrong?
Jim clung to her every word just days ago. She was everything to him and the only person that mattered
Had the drug’s effects worn off?
Or had Roanne plotted this since the start and did not feed Jim all of the medicine because she had
been devising her betrayal since the beginning?
Jim furrowed his brows when he noticed that Charlotte did not move and immediately turned to glance at
her. As he did so, his gaze met her cold, malicious stare.
He furrowed his brows as surprise flashed across his face.
He had never seen Charlotte look so cruel before.
How could the kind, honest girl he knew suddenly become such a deceitful, cruel person?
Had she changed, or had he never known her at all?
Charlotte bit her lip when she noticed Jim staring at her, then quickly turned her head away and stood
up. “Alright. I’ll go get prepared now.”
Then, without giving Jim another glance, she turned and walked away.
Jim remained motionless, staring at her retreating figure, deep in his thoughts.
10 a.m.
With a few bodyguards escorting her, Charlotte arrived at the meeting location Roanne had sent her.
It was an abandoned house that appeared to have been deserted for a very long time.
Every corner of the place was covered in dust and cobwebs.
Charlotte could not help frowning when she saw the environment as she got out of the car.” What kind of
shitty place is this?”
Why would Roanne arrange for them to meet here?
Charlotte entered the house, mumbling some vague complaints under her breath.
At the end of the second-floor stairwell, Roanne was sitting in a chair with a swaddled baby in her arms.
She smiled at Charlotte when she saw her. “My dear sister, do you remember what this place
is?”
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Charlotte sneered. “How the fuck would I know what place this is? It’s too crappy…”
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“This is the ruins of Love and kindness Children’s Home, where we grew up,” said Roanne impassively
as she met Charlotte’s disgusted gaze. “This is where you, me, and Number-9 lived. Have you
forgotten?”
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Jim, who was eavesdropping from inside his study at Landry Mansion, furrowed his brows when he
heard this.
‘You, me, and Number-9…’ Charlotte was Number-9, was she not?
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