His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 926

Charles creased his eyebrows. Chuck knelt down in front of Charles, begging for mercy. He did not look like a prominent general manager any more. He looked like a piteous beggar.

The only thing he wanted now was to survive. As long as he could save his neck, he was willing to do anything.

"Mr. Lu! It's not my fault! That woman lied to me! You won't see me again! Please let me go! Please!" Chuck crawled on his hands and knees over to Charles, and hugged the man's legs. He begged pathetically.

"Why should I?" Charles sneered. He kicked Chuck and the man went rolling, bringing his hands up to fend off any more attacks. "This isn't over!" Charles roared.

Charles was here to negotiate the terms of the contract between Shining Company and Eternity Company. That was why he was here in person—he thought it would be a good deal, even better if he could dictate terms.

However, when he got here and found that Chuck was the general manager of Eternity Company, he started to doubt whether this was a good idea. He believed that the future of Eternity Company was at stake.

That was why he canceled the contract with Eternity.

Now they might have to replace their general manager.

"David," Charles commanded, "take him down to the station. The police will deal with him accordingly. But remember..."

Charles sneered and looked at Chuck hatefully. "Keep him locked up as long as you can. Understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu!" David answered. Chuck realized he was screwed. When David took him away, he started to show his true colors. He used the filthiest and most malicious words to curse Charles and his family. But to Charles, it was little more than a dog barking.

Charles turned his gaze to Holley.

She just came out of a fight with Chuck, so she was a mess. Her long hair was disheveled and wild, evening dress torn and wrinkled. The most prominent sign of this fight was her swollen face. Her friends might not recognize her now.

But none of this dampened her arrogance. She stared at Charles coldly and snorted while he turned to her.

"So, tell me," Charles said, "who are you, really?"

"Who am I?" Holley asked, sneering. "You don't know me, Mr. Lu?"

"No, I don't know the real you," Charles answered coldly. "What's with you and Sheryl? Why do you hate her so much? Why are you targeting her?"

"Mr. Lu, you're delusional!" Holley sneered. "I didn't really know Sheryl before. She's not my enemy or my friend. I just wanted to make more money."

She smiled. She looked right into Charles' eyes and continued, "Mr. Lu, you're a business man. The opportunity was right there, and I took it, like any savvy businesswoman! Why would I not?"

"Are you not going to tell me the truth?" Charles stated coldly.

"I'm telling the truth. Why can't you just believe me?" Holley smiled, unmindful of his fury. He was a man, after all, and he could be tempted and cajoled. "Mr. Lu, even though I did something fucked up to Sheryl, it wasn't my fault. Sheryl signed a contract with BM Corporation, but she breached that contract and wanted to leave. I'm short-handed now! What bad timing! It was her fault! I just wanted to teach her a little lesson and make some cash doing it. But things went bad there, I guess,"

Holley explained her plot casually, like it was an ordinary thing for her. She looked at Charles and said, "But she's safe, and it's over. Let's head back home. I'm tired. If it's money you need, I can arrange that."

Holley talked as if she were in control of everything. She tried to control the narrative, and avoid taking the blame.