“Mr. Sterling, we have to go as we still have a meeting at one,” the bodyguard reminded again.
Hector gave Charlotte another glance before passing her and leaving.
He didn’t say a word the whole time.
Standing still, Charlotte listened to Hector’s footsteps as he left. Her heart felt like a piece of glass being smashed into pieces.Does he not recognize me anymore?
Or did he choose not to?
Perhaps, I am just a shadow in his heart. A blot in his life. He doesn’t want to bring it up or have anything to do with me.
Holding that thought in mind, Charlotte felt as if a knife was slicing her heart.
“You’re late!”Zachary’s voice rang out from behind her and as if the Devil himself was giving her a warning.
Charlotte brought the food into the meeting room looking sullen.
“Is this the breakfast you bought?”
Ben took over the food from her hands and placed them on the table one by one.
Pizzas, beef sandwiches, coffee…
It is what I had requested.
However, something doesn’t seem right.
“Where did you get them from?” Ben asked.
“The canteen.”
Charlotte was expressionless as her thoughts were still swirling around Hector.
She had often fantasized about how it would be like when they were reunited. However, this wasn’t what she expected.
Hector must have looked down on me when he saw me in such miserable circumstances.
The fact that he recoiled half a step and the indifferent look in his eyes, made her feel as if he didn’t know her at all.
“How is this acceptable?” Ben reprimanded, “I have told you that Mr. Nacht wants pizza from Mario’s, the beef sandwiches from Le Cordon Bleu, the hand-brewed coffee from St. Laurent’s…”
“He is a human just like anyone of us. If we can eat it, why can’t he?”
Charlotte could no longer endure it anymore and began to vent her frustration.
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