Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 215

Scarlett's POV:

Charles's lips brushed my fingers in a soft kiss, before pulling away slowly. Then, he stood up to look affectionately at me, his eyes filled with love and warmth. "I've taken off my ring once, and you've also taken off yours once. Now, we're even."

I felt helpless, but I couldn't say anything to retort. Left with no choice, I pushed him to the door disgruntledly. "Go to your company now. You have work to do, Mr. Moore!"

Charles let go of my hand obediently. He gave me another kiss to bid me farewell, and soon left. I watched his receding figure, my sight gradually blurring after a while.

"I really... can't escape from you." I turned my sights to the ring on my finger. Without realizing it, tear drops fell from my eyes and on the ring.

After lunch, Charles's grandmother and mother came back, their hands laden with a lot of bags. Obviously, they had gone on a terrific shopping spree. Janet and Tracy also returned with James.

It was obvious who had sent all of them away at the same time.

Later that afternoon, Janet drove me to the TV station.

"Scarlett?"

I looked up to see the person who had called for me, and discovered it was none other than Linda. She had a high position, and her words held sway over the entire TV station. We barely had any interactions with each other, especially in recent times. I found it a little strange for her to come to me so suddenly.

"Hey, Linda. What's up?"

Linda sighed sadly and looked at me, guilt written all over her face. "I heard that Lucia did something terrible and offended you yesterday. I'd like to apologize on her behalf. I'll ask her to apologize to you in person when I see her later."

That left me confused.

As soon as Linda left, Nina's voice rang next to me. "Why did Linda come here all of a sudden? Is she making trouble for you?"

"Say, Nina. Does Linda have anything to do with Lucia?"

"What, you don't know? Lucia's her niece." Nina furrowed her brows with righteous indignation. "Was she here to back Lucia up? How dare she!" "No, no. Actually, she was here to apologize for Lucia," I replied, trying to calm down the agitated Nina.

However, my words puzzled Nina, whose indignant expression morphed into a look of suspicion. "Apologize? No way. I don't believe it."

A thought occurred to me. If Lucia really was Linda's niece, why would Lucia go and ask for Charles's help?

That led to only one possibility. Lucia's aim was not sponsorship, but something else.

"Forget it. Just ignore her! By the way, more than one hundred audience and guests have been invited to the studio for the program this afternoon. You have to personally keep watch there."

I nodded. "No problem."

The program later that afternoon was successfully recorded, with all of the guests having performed well. So much, the audience was unwilling to leave.

After that, I informed the director to do the tail-in work. I intended to leave first, but was stopped at the sight of Lucia walking towards me.

Lucia looked me in the eye, her gaze rather sinister, and threw me a challenging smile. Then, she picked up a microphone on the stage and turned it on.

"Lucia? What are you doing?" I stared at her, dumbfounded.

Lucia brought the microphone to her lips and said, her voice magnified in volume, "Don't be anxious, Scarlett! I'm here to apologize to you, aren't I? I'm really sorry. I drank too much yesterday."

I frowned, annoyance stabbing into me like tiny pinpricks. This was no apology.

Lucia's malicious voice resounded through the microphone in the whole studio, just as she had planned. "Oh, dear! I accidentally interrupted your date with your interviewee! Please convey my sincerest apologies to William, Scarlett. I really didn't mean to disturb your intimate moment with him!"

As soon as her words trailed away, the remaining audience and staff who hadn't left the studio all turned to me with curious stares.

I shot a cold look at Lucia. "Linda's your aunt, right? She came to apologize to me at noon, and wanted me to spare you."

"Apologize?" Lucia let out a grim cackle before glaring icily at me, haughtiness exuding out of her every pore. "I didn't do anything wrong! Why should I apologize to you? Is it because I drank with Charles? I just went to see him for business, but Charles liked me. He wanted to hug me and drink with me, so of course I couldn't refuse him!"

Her usually delicate and pitiful voice was distorted by the equipment, sounding like sparks falling on cotton. Just like that, my anger was ignited.

All of a sudden, there was a commotion at the door.

Curious, I looked at the direction of the noise and saw the door of the studio swing open. Charles strode in, dressed sharply in a handsome suit. His eyes bore into mine meaningfully the instant he entered the studio.