“You flatter me, Mr. Lindberg.” Zachary stared at the man’s side profile and with a placid smile on his face. “H City can only accommodate one king. You should find yourself another territory.”
“My apologies, but I’ve taken an liking to this particular city.” The man’s low and hoarse voice carried a wintry undertone. “Until then.”
Thereafter, the Maybach glided away.
Charlotte watched the car leave and couldn’t help but remark, “That man is so mysterious. I mean, he didn’t show his face the whole time.”
“That’s just how the Lindbergs are. Bunch of lunatics.” Zachary’s tone became unpleasant mentioning the Lindberg family.
“Oh.” Deciding to end this topic, Charlotte exclaimed, “Helena and Hector both had it coming. I just feel sad for the boy…”
“His appearance was out of my expectation.”
Ever since Zachary became a father, he started having a soft spot for children. He never wanted Timothy to see the video. At first, he thought that Hector would have excluded his son from his wedding by all means after committing such a crime against his first wife to marry another woman. Unexpectedly, Timothy had appeared at the wedding.
It was hard to imagine a child already possessing murderous intent at such a young age.
Adults committed crimes, but their children suffered the consequences.
It was indeed a lamentable reality.
“I hope he’s okay.” Charlotte’s brows furrowed with worry lining her features. “No matter what Timothy has done, Hector would probably still protect his son, right? But Helena is such a ruthless person. I don’t even know if Hector can keep Timothy safe.”
“Don’t worry. The Browns will be in deep trouble soon. When that time comes, they wouldn’t have the time or energy to bother about the boy.” Zachary patted her hand in consolation. “I’ll send you home.”
“Yeah.” Charlotte nodded, not allowing herself to dwell on the matter any longer.
When Zachary and Charlotte arrived home, Mrs. Berry had already packed their suitcases and was waiting on the first floor.
Charlotte went back to her house to change into more comfortable clothes. She took her bag and was about to head downstairs, but Zachary hugged her tightly to his chest and commanded domineeringly, “Call me every day to update your status and come back as soon as possible, preferably right after you’ve settled your stuff!”
“Got it.” Charlotte rose on her tippy toes to kiss him softly. “I’ll leave the kids to you. Take good care of them and yourself too.”
“Got it.” Zachary reached out to pinch her nose lovingly. “I’ll wait for you to come back.”
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