Chapter 462
Chapter 462
Regarding this, Jack was even more concerned than she was. Just like two years ago, when Charlotte was safely studying and receiving treatment in Frankes, with no one around who could rival his importance. He didn’t have to worry about anyone taking Charlotte away. It was perfect.
But he knew that Charlotte would not return.
Jack exhaled deeply and rejected the idea. “No.”
“You must have a way… you definitely do…”
Christine knew that Jack was ruthless. If he wanted, Charlotte could disappear!
Hearing this, Jack was slightly taken aback. “What are you trying to say?”
“To, to…” Christine’s dark thoughts kept surfacing, but she also knew that Jack had a fondness for Charlotte, the
wretched woman. After a long pause, she finally said, ”
Lock her up! Or find a way to bind her…”
“Impossible!” Jack’s face turned dark, his anger evident. “I warn you, keep your thoughts to yourself. As long as she’s in Jeswood, you better ensure her safety. If anything like what happened at the last banquet occurs again, whether or not it’s you who did it, I will be the first to kill you.”
His tone was icy, like a demonic presence from hell.
Christine shivered, afraid of Jack, but for her own sake, she had to take a gamble. She stubbornly said, “Don’t you want her to be your woman? If you keep her by your side, she will belong to you alone…”
Jack suddenly clenched his fists and cut her off sharply. “Say one more word, and I can make someone else the daughter of Yasmin just as easily as I can make you.”
“I spoke out of turn!” Christine took a deep breath.
Originally, she didn’t expect Jack to agree immediately. But sometimes, planting a seed might lead to it eventually taking root and growing. After all, Jack had never been a soft–hearted person!
Returning to the main point, Christine asked “Are you sure there will be a way to solve this in a few days?”
“If you don’t believe me, you solve this problem yourself!”
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Chapter 462
Jack, running out of patience, hung up the phone. He tossed the phone onto his desk and walked to the floor–to–ceiling window, overlooking the city of Jelaston bathed in the night.
Christine’s words stirred his emotions.
If he did that…
Charlotte would belong to him alone.
However, from that moment onwards, he would no longer be trusted by her. She might even come to loathe him. He couldn’t afford to be hasty.
Suppressing his emotions, he turned back to his desk, opened a drawer, and precisely pulled out a photograph from a notebook.
The photo showed a little girl with a bun hairstyle, smiling brightly and radiantly. The edges had yellowed and it was preserved with care.
Jack’s fingertips gently traced her cheek as he murmured, “You would also want me to take my time, wouldn’t you? I fear nothing, only that you might come to dislike me one day.”
Knock, knock-
His assistant entered, interrupting his thoughts.
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