Zachary was royally pissed at Charlotte’s rejection, and he made his stance clear by cutting off her means of contact with their children.
Charlotte panicked, well-aware of how ruthless Zachary could be. He has the means to keep me from seeing my children forever. What on earth should I do?
She was pacing the room anxiously just as Lupine returned.
“Ms. Lindberg! The kids were taken away by people from the Nacht family.”
Charlotte frowned and replied, “I know.”
Lupine sported some injuries, likely from exchanging hands with Bruce. Thankfully, it seemed like he had contained himself, leaving Lupine with superficial wounds.
Lupine began recounting the events that had happened earlier. “It started with Bruce playing with the kids. He must’ve drugged them when I wasn’t paying attention. Once the kids were sleeping soundly, he and his men brought them away. I noticed something was off and immediately tried to grab the kids, but I was no match for Bruce. By the time Gordon showed up, they were already gone, and he said it would be rash to go after them when they were the ones who had strength in numbers. Ms. Lindberg, I’m so sorry for my error. Please punish me as you see fit.”
Charlotte sighed and said, “It’s not your fault. I should’ve been more careful last night.”
“Did Zachary do this because he was angry about you and Louis? How did your talk go?” Lupine asked carefully.
Morgan piqued up instead, “How else did you think it went? They even pulled out their guns. If Sir Robert hadn’t arrived and apologized, we’d be standing in the middle of a blood bath by now.”
“You’re right about that; his temper is notorious.” Lupine scrunched her brows and wailed, “I should’ve accompanied Ms. Lindberg last night, then none of this would’ve happened.”
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