“Deceived? What do you mean by that?” Charlotte gave him a dubious look.
“Um…” It was only then that Louis realized that he had let it slip out, and all of a sudden, he was at a loss for words.
Right in that instance, Zachary came in from outside.
Louis uttered hastily, “Charlotte, we’ll talk about that later.”
Charlotte didn’t press him, but the gaze she cast at Zachary turned even more piercing. This filthy man took Louis to Sultry Night on purpose and even slandered me in front of Louis, huh? I’ll take care of this. Just you wait.
Earlier, Zachary received a call from Henry, who questioned why he wasn’t accompanying Cynthia at the hospital and where he was.
Zachary told him that he had some business to deal with Louis and would be visiting Cynthia later.
As a result, Henry compelled him to be at the hospital before ten o’clock.
At that, Zachary agreed.
Looking at the time, it was already past nine o’clock, and it would take some time for him to get to the hospital. Hence, he was only left with around ten minutes before he had to leave.
“Zachary, your wine is ready. Let’s taste it.”
Louis felt guilty for letting it slipped earlier, so he tried to please Zachary.
The waiter had already poured half a glass of wine for him.
Zachary took a sip and returned placidly, “Not bad.”
“Mr. Nacht, stalking is against the law. Are you aware of that?” Charlotte started suddenly.
“What?” Zachary squinted.
“Why? Do you want me to show you the evidence?” Charlotte scrolled for a picture on her phone. “Isn’t this a gadget from your company?”
Zachary turned and saw two mechanical doves which had been blown up completely. Isn’t that the prototype of Robbie’s research project? How did it end up with her?
“It’s been twice in a row that you infiltrated my house with this sort of inferior technological products to film and stalk me.” Charlotte took her phone back and added detachedly, “I’m considering taking legal action against you.”
“Stalking? Is that true?”
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