“Okay, got it.”
Tevin helped Charlotte leave the room.
That was when Luna called out from behind, “I booked you guys a hotel just across the road. I’ll take you there.”
Then, the woman kept her phone and sneered, “I rushed to meet Hector that night when he dropped by Sultry Night and even placed a mini camera on top of the vase. I don’t know what happened afterward, but the camera didn’t capture anything. Otherwise, we’d be enjoying some great content by now.”
“You’re disgusting!” Charlotte yelled. “I’ve treated you kindly all this while, Luna, but why are you doing this to me? Why?”
“You treated me kindly?” Luna scoffed. “I followed you around and served you like a slave ever since I was young. You call that treating me kindly? We’re all human, and both our fathers are Windts. Yet, you’re seen as a princess while I’m nothing but your little subordinate. Why is that?”
Charlotte retorted, “Everything I have was given to me by my father. What does this have to do with you?”
She couldn’t understand Luna’s reasoning.
“Yeah, that’s why your dad died at such a young age,” the other woman enunciated. “You drove him to his death.”
“Shut your nonsense!”
Trembling with anger, Charlotte wanted to strike Luna only to be held back by Amanda.
“You dare lay a finger on Luna?” Amanda gave Charlotte a shove and shot her a warning. “Now that we’ve got some dirt on you, shouldn’t you be pleading to us like a dog by now? Instead, you’re still acting all high and mighty? Should I post all these pictures and videos on the Internet, then? Maybe I should get Tevin to give the media a detailed account of what happened that night too.”
“You…” Charlotte couldn’t utter a word. She turned to Tevin and shook her head fervently. “No. It wasn’t him. There’s no way—”
“It was me. It really was.” The man gazed at her weakly. “I know you have a scar on your waist.”
Charlotte froze in shock and slumped on the couch.
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