Initially, Charlotte hadn't intended to get involved with the Faulkner Family. Her plan was simply to lay her parents to rest together, providing them some solace.
But now, she realized that she was wrong.
Ever since the moment Sonsini uncovered her background, she had been unavoidably entangled in the complexities of the Faulkner Family. Even if she had no intention of vying for the so-called Faulkner Family's inheritance, those from the collateral branches wouldn't believe it and were resolute in seeing her as a thorn in their side.
Given this situation, she could only be "forced" to participate.
After handing over all the evidence Milne had uncovered to the authorities, Charlotte pushed the matter to the back of her mind.
According to the requirements of the Wolkin Prize competition, all participants who advanced to the finals were obligated to resubmit a new work for additional scoring. Charlotte suddenly thought of the scene she had witnessed firsthand – Linda's fall at the Resort Hotel. Intending to use it as inspiration, she contemplated designing a building with a theme centered around falling.
Charlotte pondered for a moment and decided to revisit the Resort Hotel site.
However, as soon as she arrived, she noticed several construction workers busy shuttling back and forth, moving materials.
She stopped one of them and inquired, "Didn't the hotel here collapse? What are you all doing?"
The worker gave her a puzzled glance and explained, "This piece of land has been sold. They seem to be planning to build some club or something."
A club built here?
Charlotte's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Who would choose to construct a club in such a desolate area?
Since the site had already been disturbed, Charlotte had no intention of lingering any further. She got into the car and prepared to leave.
Just as her vehicle was departing, a red Ferrari supercar passed by her closely. A beautiful woman in a red dress made eye contact with Charlotte. The woman raised an eyebrow at her and then flashed a bold smile.
Although it was a smile, Charlotte inexplicably sensed a hint of hostility from the other person. When she looked back again, the other car had vanished completely.
Just before he had entered, he happened to see Anna pinching Ben's cheek. Now, faced with Charlotte earnestly asking him this question, he impulsively extended his hand.
Well, it had a nice feel to it.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Charlotte waved her hand in front of his eyes. Joe took the opportunity to pull her up and put her on the desk.
"Have you forgotten? In the beginning, you publicly acknowledged your identity as Moontide. To understand better what you've been up to these years, I went through every piece of your work I could find."
Joe held Charlotte around the waist, his eyes as profound as a vast galaxy, gazing deeply into her eyes, causing her heart to tremble.
Moontide didn't rise to fame overnight; she had created many works that went unnoticed. It wasn't until she gradually formed her own style that she began to emerge.
Let alone reading them; it would be not easy just to locate them all.
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