“I’ll head to the company first.” Zachary kissed the back of Charlotte’s hand and told Bruce to push him away. He hugged his kids outside and said goodbye, then he got into the car.
Charlotte knew Zachary was trying to give her some space, and she was wondering why Peter was being so secretive. What kind of matter will it be?
She took Peter to the study room and made some tea for him.
“What happened? Did something happen to Olivia?” she asked.
“No, no,” Peter answered hastily.
“Um, well, do you still remember Queenie?”
“No, I don’t. Who is she?” Charlotte shook her head.
“Well, she was the girl you wanted me to hire. You know, to stand in for you during sex with Chris,” Peter explained clearly, as he was starting to get nervous.
“Oh, I remember her now.” Charlotte nodded.
“So what about her?”
“She, well…” Peter frowned. He hesitated for a while, then he said the truth, “She’s diagnosed with AIDS.”
“What did you just say?” Charlotte’s eyes widened. She was in shock for a long while, then she asked, “When did this happen?”
“She’s only diagnosed with it yesterday. Poor girl.” Peter heaved a long, sad sigh.
“She’s probably infected when she was acting as an escort for an overseas client.”
“Hold it for a minute,” Charlotte stopped him.
“You’re saying that she’s already a carrier when she was standing in for me back when she dated Chris?”
“Yes.” Peter nodded solemnly.
“I got the news at around five this morning. I tried to call you, but I couldn’t get through, so here I am.”
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