Chapter 72 She Doesn't Love Him
Heading back to Regal Retreat, Charles had one hand on the wheel, casually glancing at Anna in the passenger seat.
He then looked away and asked, almost offhandedly, "So, you really into gigolo?"
Anna felt a bit nervous. Her first thought was, 'Is he seriously going to hassle me about this?'
"No, why do you ask?" she replied, turning to look at him.
Charles smirked, his long fingers tapping the steering wheel.
"Just curious," he said, like it was no big deal. "I noticed you and your friend seem pretty into those clubs."
Before Anna could say anything, Charles added, "Wasn't it your friend who sent you those gigolos pics a while back?"
Anna started to worry about Aurora but kept her cool. "Aurora has her own interests. You wouldn't invade someone's privacy, would you?"
Charles's eyes sparkled with amusement.
At a red light, he turned to her, ruffling her hair. "Other people's privacy has nothing to do with me.. But If you like it, just come to me."
His fingers traced to the corner of her lips, gently stroking as his eyes teased.
The light turned green, and Charles hit the gas.
Anna, cheeks flushed, rolled down the window halfway for some cool air. Seeing this, Charles did the same and slowed down a bit to keep her from getting too much wind.
At the Tudor Group, in the CEO's office, a short video looped on a tablet on the desk.
In the video, the usually composed Charles was holding Anna possessively, kissing her forcefully.
Michael knew that look in Charles's eyes all too well. It was a look of wanting to own her completely, not letting anyone else even glance at her.
It was the deepest kind of possession a man could have over a woman.
And Anna, whom Michael had cherished for eight years, didn't resist Charles at all. She just submitted to his will.
In the eerily quiet CEO's office, the air felt thick and heavy, making it hard to breathe.
Nolan stood in front of the desk, trying to make himself as small as possible. Meanwhile, Michael, sitting in his swivel chair, stared at the video of the couple with dark, bloodshot eyes. His hands were clenched so tightly that veins bulged and his knuckles turned white.
After a few more seconds, when the video looped again, Michael suddenly raised his hand and hurled the tablet against the opposite wall. Nolan flinched violently. The tablet hit the ground, its screen going black, and the room fell silent.
Nolan couldn't help but worry for himself. He had been by Michael's side for eight or nine years and had rarely seen the usually calm and composed Michael lose control like this.
Michael was known for being too calm and indifferent, rarely showing any emotion. But in just this past month, since Anna came back, Michael's outbursts had become more frequent. He was losing control of his temper more and more often.
Nolan cautiously glanced at Michael. Although Michael never admitted he loved Anna, his actions and signs of jealousy and anger all indicated that he was deeply in love with her.
Michael's sinister voice broke the silence. "Nolan, go gather all of Charles's past scandals."
Nolan looked up at Michael and cautiously asked, "Mr. Tudor, do we need to gather all of Mr. Percy's scandals?"
"Yes." Michael lit a cigarette, the swirling smoke obscuring the deep malice in his eyes. "All of them."
Nolan nodded and was about to leave when he heard Michael say, "By the way, I remember there was a woman who was pregnant with Charles's child, right?"
Nolan paused and replied, "Yes, there was such a thing. It's said that the woman came from a very ordinary background but loved money. After getting involved with Mr. Percy, she wanted to use the child to rise to power."
Michael wasn't interested in the woman's past with Charles. As long as the child was real, that was enough.
"Give the order to find that woman as soon as possible, secretly." Michael squinted his eyes, a cold light flashing through them.
He had grown up with Anna, and no one knew better than him how much of a purist she was about relationships. He didn't believe that when that woman and child appeared in front of Anna, she could still accept Charles as she did now. She might not love him, but loving someone else? That was impossible!
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