Supplication_______
Scarlett's POV:
Charles was drawing nearer and nearer. Even from this close, his face was still flawless and impeccable. All of a sudden, I thought of us having sex in the past. I could still vividly remember the sound of his hoarse groans. The mere thought of it made me blush and my heart beat fast.
"What's the matter, Scarlett? Why are you blushing?" I could see the playfulness in Charles ' eyes, so I quickly turned my head away.
After a while, silence ensued and I realized that I had been fooled.
When I raised my head, I saw that Charles was standing at the door of the master bedroom and holding back his laughter. "Scarlett, I'm just here to take my phone. I left it beside the pillow after I carried you into the room last night. There's no need to be so nervous!"
"Fuck off!" I was both ashamed and angry, so I threw a pillow at him.
Now that Charles had left, I dawdled for a long time before going downstairs. As I headed downstairs, I prayed that Charles had gone. However, things didn't go as I had hoped. When I entered the dining room, I saw him smiling at me.
The second I sat down, he said to me, "I'll drive you to work after we finish breakfast."
"That won't be necessary. Besides, it's out of your way!" The thought of getting fooled by Charles earlier infuriated me. I gritted my teeth, feeling embarrassed once more.
"I have something to deal with at a place near the TV station. If you don't take my car, I'm going to take yours." Charles' response took me by surprise, and it left me speechless.
"Fine." After a few seconds of silence, I reluctantly agreed to his suggestion. I had lost my appetite, so I only took a few bites of the bread, grabbed my bag, and left the dining room.
"Wait for me," Charles said from behind me.
I didn't want to talk to him, so I hurried to the garage.
After getting in the car, I took out a stack of documents from my bag and began to read them. Through this, I was able to ignore Charles.
"You're just a producer. How come you're busier than I am?" he complained.
"Well, the new program has just begun, so it's natural for me to be busy," I replied while reading through the documents.
"You do know that you can just quit your job, right? I'm more than capable of supporting you for the rest of your life."
Upon hearing his remark, I immediately glared at him.
"What's wrong? Have I said something bad?" Charles seemed to have noticed my gaze, so he glanced over at me.
"I'm an independent modern woman. I don't need you to support me financially. Besides, who are you to me?" I instantly felt better after saying that. Regardless of how he might react, I returned my focus to the documents.
Rita's POV:
Early in the morning, I went to the Moore Group's parking lot to wait for Charles.
Having waited for a long time, I had grown tired, but he still hadn't shown up yet.
I thought that he might not come to the company today, so I decided to give up and leave. But before I could leave, I saw Charles' car in the distance.
Happily, I straightened my clothes and tried to be as decent as possible.
When the car parked, I made my way towards it.
Charles didn't get out of the car. He just rolled down the window and shot me a glance.
"Charles, something happened to my dad at the prison. Do you have anything to do with that?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," he said frigidly.
"Frankly, I don't care whether he lives or dies. All I care about is the Lively Group. And for that, I need your help. Please." I had to plead with him, because I didn't have any other options.
"The Lively Group is already yours, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is now legally under my charge, but it's about to go bankrupt. I don't want to be the laughingstock of others! Charles, you're my last hope." I humbled myself before him, and tried to look as pitiful as possible.
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