Chapter 329 Charlotte's Secret Mission
The room was dark.
Charlotte sat on the bed, knees to her chest, her whole body disappearing into the darkness as she stared blankly ahead, her slim fingers unwittingly tightening around the fabric of her pants.
Hunter's words echoed in her ears.
"I have a way to deal with this crisis."
". Get that USB driveflash drive from Martin's place."
Before today, she would have jumped at such a suggestion without hesitation.
But after the day's events, she realized that the family she had so despised didn't disregard her as she had thought. She had a place in their hearts, after all.
She had a place in their hearts after all.
So, she hesitated.
"Isn't there another way?"
Seeing her hesitation, Hunter seemed to be getting angry.
"What, you're all choked up just because they threw you a birthday party, you're all choked up? Do you even remember how you spent the past decade or so? Where were they when you were just a kid dumped at boarding school? Where were they when you were getting bullied? Where were they when your stepdad nearly raped you? Does a simple birthday cake make you forget it all?"
Hunter's words plunged her back into those dark times.
Indeed. How could she be swayed by just a birthday cake? So, what was she still hesitating for?
How could she be swayed by just a birthday cake?
If that was the case, why was she still hesitating?
"I'm looking forward to the good news!. Send me the information from the flash drive before the Woan fragrance hits the shelves."
What was she to do?
Her brother said that if the flash drive's content of that flash drive leaked, it wouldn't only help Hunter out of a tight spot but also bring trouble to the Langley Group.
What kind of trouble?
How severe?
How could she find a way to help Hunter without hurting her brother?
She didn't sleep at all that night.
The next day.
The first rays of dawn crept through the window, and she shielded her eyes from the glaring sun before hesitantly dialing Hunter's number.
"Did you get the flash drive?"
Charlotte's voice caught in her throat. With a pleading tone, she said, "Hunter, is there no other way? The flash drive... Martin always carries it with him all the time; stealing it mightwill be difficulttricky."
She used that excuse, hoping it sounded reasonable and wouldn't upset Hunter.".
"Heh..."
Hunter chuckled lowly, his laugh edged with a chilling coldness.
"SweetheartSugar, I know you can do it. Aren't you his dear little sister?"
"But..."—"
She was cut off by Hunter's impatient interruption.
"Remember, the only person in this world who has been good to you is me. To them, you're just a stranger linked by blood. If you prove to be useless, then our relationship is over, got it?"
Hearing him threaten to end their relationship sent Charlotte into a panic.
"No, please, you know I care about you,; I value your life more than my own,mine. I... I can't lose you."
But her heartfelt plea didn't earn Hunter's sympathy.
With a smirk laced with contempt, he said, "Remember, if you haven't sent me the files from the USB driveflash drive before Woan fragrance hits the shelves, then... the number you've contacted today will be rendered useless. From now on, you're dead to me, like we never met."
After issuing his ultimatum, Hunter didn't waste another word after issuing his ultimatum, , promptly ending the call.
"No..."
"... Hunter..."
"... Hunter..."
"... Hello? Hello...?"
Charlotte's cries echoed desperately into the phone, met only by the relentless, busy tone.
She frantically redialed, only to be greeted by an automated message.
"Sorry, the number you have reached is not available. Please try again later..."
Feeling drained of all strength, Charlotte shook her head in denial, the memories etched deep in her mind surfacing relentlessly.
"Don't worry, I won't let them bully you anymore. I will protect you."
"That jerk didn't give you any trouble, did he? He didn't bully you, right?"
"Congratulations on your new job. Here'sI got you a little something I got you; you said you have bad luck, so I folded this lucky star myself, hoping it would bring you some good fortune."
A tidal wave of cherished memories flooded her thoughts.
She bolted upright from the bed. Between losing Hunter and the faint familial affection she felt for Martin, her choice was obvious.
Between the two choices before her, she had finally decided.
She couldn't lose Hunter.
She decisively chose Hunter over the faint familial affection she felt for Martin.
After freshening up and changing into clean clothes, she headed straight for the Langley Mansion.
With her persuasive charm, Charlotte convinced Jessica to call Martin immediately call Martin, urging him to bring Patricia and their three kids over forto dinner at home.
In the evening.
, Martin finished work, picked up Patricia and the kids, and arrived at the Langley Mansion right on time.
Upon returning home, Samuel's indifferent nod to his daughter, now a graceful young woman, was cold—as if she were a stranger, not his child.
Charlotte's fists clenched tightly, tears threatening to spill, her lips parted to call out to him, but the word "Daddy" couldn't escape her lips.
As a child, her father had adored her.
But one day, for reasons unknown, his affection turned on a dime, and his demeanor toward her changed drastically.
She wanted to ask him why, when her parents got a divorce.
Afterward, she followed her mother away from the Langley family, away from Ivara City, to a completely unfamiliar town, never to see her father again.
Her feelings for him, twisted by subsequent misfortunes, had distilled into nothing but hatred.
Since yesterday, Martin had been treating Charlotte a lot better, occasionally offering her more food from the table. "You need to eat more,; you're too thin."
Charlotte's resolve almost wavered, but the thought of Hunter swiftly reinforced it. She cast a discreet glance at Martin's pants pocket.
She cast a discreet glance at Martin's pants pocket. He had changed his pants.
But there was a small bulge in the pocket, the shape unmistakably similar to the USB driveflash drive from yesterday.
Could it be that the USB driveflash drive was still in his pocket?
"Bro, let me toast to you,; thanks for spending my birthday with me yesterday."
Standing, she picked up the bottle of red wine from the table and began to pour it into Martin's glass.
The glass filled to the brim.
As she withdrew the wine bottle, her hand "accidentally" knocked Martin's glass. With a "crash," the glass tipped over, spilling the wine, drenching Martin's shirt and pants.
"Ah..." With a "crash," the glass tipped over, spilling the wine and drenching Martin's shirt and pants.
Charlotte exclaimed with feigned shock, quickly addingand said, "Brother, I'm so sorry!. It wasn't on purpose. You'd better hurry to the restroom and take care of that."
AA barely perceptible flicker of emotion crossed Martin's face, barely perceptible.
. He nodded and went upstairs to the bedroom bathroom in the bedroom.
"Grandma, I'm going to check on my brother..."
Dropping that line hurriedly, Charlotte rushed upstairs to Martin's room.
The door was ajar, and his soiled clothes were carelessly draped over a chair, with the. The sound of running water comingcame from the bathroom.
Trembling with excitement, Charlotte tiptoed silently towards the discarded clothes—.
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