“I didn’t come here to create troubles.” Charlotte shrugged her shoulders. “I truly came to pay my respect to Mr. Henry. Shouldn’t you be thanking me?”
“Thanks so much!” Zachary displayed a genuine look. “Would that be enough?”
“Are you trying to chase me out?” Charlotte’s lips curled into a smile as she leaned toward him. “Sharon has escaped. Did you know that?”
“Yes,” Zachary replied in a low voice. “The cops are looking into it right now.”
“You knew she’s my biggest enemy. Why do you keep protecting her? Now that she has escaped. Are you happy now?”
Rage boiled within Charlotte as this came into her thoughts.
“Let’s talk about this later.”
Zachary responded briefly while standing up, getting ready to leave.
“What are you afraid of?”
Just then, Charlotte suddenly raised her tone and attracted the crowd’s attention. In an instant, many shifted their gaze upon Zachary.
Zachary was rendered speechless by that. This b*tch. She likes to create a fuss in public.
Zachary would not have dropped this so quickly if it were not for Henry’s funeral. But right now, he was not in the mood to start a fight with her.
Hence, he turned to Charlotte. “Let’s talk outside.”
With that, Charlotte followed him to the back of the hall.
Morgan wanted to follow too but was stopped by Charlotte.
Both of them went to the lounge at the back while Ben closed the door for them.
Zachary poured Charlotte a cup of tea and started explaining, “The cops have sent out their troops to arrest Sharon. And I’ve also sent my men to track her…”
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