Chapter 763 That Man Is Mine, Dare to Seduce Him
Helena sat quietly, her mind racing, her fingers nervously playing with the fabric of her dress.
When she was staying with the Hall family, she hadn't asked much about him.
She just assumed he wasn't married.
But today, she found out he was married, and Violet was pregnant.
What was she supposed to do now?
Helena didn't want to be a mistress, but she could tell Brady liked her, right?
And he was so handsome, exactly her type.
Besides, if he didn't have feelings for her, why would he have been so generous with money after that day?
With his power, he could have easily kicked her out.
Why didn't he? Why did he let Matilda keep her on as a maid?
After thinking it over, Helena decided that if he liked her, she would see how he acted.
If he were willing to divorce Violet, she would hold on to him tightly.
With this realization, Helena was even more determined to stay with the Hall family.
Life outside was too hard.
She didn't want to live a miserable life like her mother.
Her family was always poor, yet her parents kept having children.
She was the fourth, with an older brother, two older sisters, and a younger brother.
Her siblings were now working, so her parents wouldn't sell them for money.
But they had set their sights on her.
Whenever Helena thought about how cold-heartedly her parents sold her, she hated them and that home.
So, after escaping from that ordeal, she didn't want to return to a life of poverty.
She wanted to live a life of luxury.
She imagined herself returning to her broken-down home in a fancy car, making her parents kneel and beg for forgiveness.
As she fantasized, her ambition grew.
She was going to marry Brady.
In the first-class cabin on a flight to Thornwick.
A beautiful flight attendant walked by Brady with a tray of exquisite drinks, leaning in gently to ask, "Sir, would you like something to drink?"
Brady, busy with his financial reports, didn't even look up as he politely declined, "No, thanks."
The flight attendant felt a bit embarrassed and disappointed that he didn't even glance at her, but she couldn't just stand there, so she moved on reluctantly.
She had been serving first class for a long time and had never seen such a handsome man.
He looked better than celebrities without makeup.
Especially the luxury watch on his wrist, which she recognized as a custom piece worth millions of dollars.
She was sure this man was not only handsome but also wealthy.
But he was so busy, he didn't even look at her.
As she walked away with the drinks, Charlotte suddenly called out, "Excuse me, I'd like a glass of juice."
The flight attendant turned to her and had to go back to Charlotte's seat.
"Hello, you wanted a glass of juice?"
Charlotte smiled and nodded, "Yes, a glass of juice."
"Alright, just a moment." The flight attendant set the tray down and poured a glass of juice.
As she handed it to Charlotte, Charlotte suddenly lifted her hand, spilling the juice all over the flight attendant's pink uniform.
The flight attendant was shocked, her pretty face scrunched up in surprise.
She quickly realized what had happened and glared at Charlotte.
This woman had done it on purpose.
"Ma'am," the flight attendant began to confront her, but Charlotte leaned in, her voice strong and assertive, "That man is mine. If you try to flirt with him, it won't just be juice next time. I'll report you."
With that, Charlotte leaned back, acting as if nothing had happened, and started flipping through a magazine.
The flight attendant was left speechless by her threat.
She glared at Charlotte one last time, then, holding back her anger, cleaned up the spilled juice and left.
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