Chapter 1095Chapter 1095 Madeline Saunders
The private room was decorated very luxuriously.
The crystal chandelier was evidently of high value, and the genuine leather couch in the center was
unmistakably imported from Italy, judging by its exquisite leather finish.
Seated on the couch was a fashionable and elegantly dressed lady from high society. Her hair was
styled in a sophisticated updo, befitting her elevated status. Upon witnessing the entry of the two
individuals, she calmly swept her gaze over them.
Then, in a soft voice, she said, “Please, have a seat.”
Joseph pulled Charlotte to sit down before taking a deep breath. “Mrs. Taylor, my father is in deep
trouble. I have a favor to ask of you this time. As long as you say the word, whatever I can do, I will
certainly do for you.”
“I heard that you... have a good relationship with Ms. Saunders?” Mrs. Taylor didn't beat around the
bush. Her gaze was fixed intently on Charlotte as she asked, “Is Ms. Saunders easy to get along with?”
Charlotte was taken aback.
Not naturally skilled with words, she subconsciously turned her gaze toward Joseph, seeking his
support.
Joseph didn't expect Ashlyn to be the first person Mrs. Taylor would ask about. A sudden sense of foreboding rose in his heart. “Mrs. Taylor, what are you trying to say?”
“A wise man does not talk in riddles,” Mrs. Taylor said with an elegant smile. But there was a hint of
aloof superiority in her upturned eyes. “My daughter, Winona, got into the film academy this year, but
she used to major in piano. However, despite all these years and the countless renowned teachers she
had studied under, her piano skills haven't improved much.”
“So... you want to...” Charlotte's red lips trembled slightly, but she didn't finish her sentence.
“Yes, I want Ms. Saunders to instruct her—to become her teacher,” Mrs. Taylor said, sizing up Joseph
and Charlotte. “So, if you can help me with this, I will use the Taylor family's power to save James.
What do you think?”
Charlotte's heart was beating rapidly, and her voice was almost a whisper. “But... she doesn't take in
mentees that easily.”
“That's why I need you to talk to her about this. After all, everyone has emotions and connections to
others,” Andrea said with a chuckle. “As for Ms. Saunders, she doesn't lose anything; she's just taking
on a mentee. And as for me, I don't lose anything either; it's simply a matter of utilizing the Taylor
family's influence. On the other hand, for all of you, as his children, could you rest easy at night if you
didn't do everything to save James?”
A hint of mockery flashed in Mrs. Taylor's eyes.
Sure enough, she saw them as two country bumpkins. If it weren't for Madeline Saunders, the one
backing them, she wouldn't have even spared them any time. Did she really need to meet them in person given her status and position?
She would be demeaning herself.
“Mrs. Taylor, I...” Charlotte bit her lip. “I don't want to use Ms. Saunders like a pawn. Can we negotiate
another condition?”
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century. “Don't everyone use each other in relationships anyway? If we don't, why would we bother with
connections?”
“But she has never taken advantage of me, and she has never exploited Joseph and Mrs. Field,”
Charlotte said, knowing that her thoughts were quite naive.
But she didn't want to lose Ashlyn's trust in her.
It was trust and love that went beyond familial ties.
If she were to take advantage of Ashlyn, Ashlyn would surely feel upset and heartbroken.
She didn't want to see the look of disappointment in Ashlyn's eyes.
Just the thought of it made her feel uncomfortable. Ashlyn had been too good to her, so how could she
bear to take advantage of Ashlyn's kindness toward her?
“Ms. Lynch, I would advise you not to reject me outright.” Mrs. Taylor glanced at her lazily. It was rarethese days to find a girl so naive and so protected.
To Andrea, Charlotte was no different from an idiot. Genuine relationships did not exist in this world. All
that was there was mutual exploitation.
If one had nothing to offer, then the people around one would all leave.
Charlotte wanted to say something, but Joseph stopped her.
Hence, she bit her lip and reluctantly lowered her head.
“Mrs. Taylor, may we take a moment to consider?” Joseph calmly asked, suppressing his inner
restlessness.