Indeed, Zachary was the only one who had the ability to stop the Bar DTT from operating.
Charlotte then thought about Bruce, the Rolls-Royce, and all the other pieces of evidence.
Everything was pointing toward the fact that Zachary was the gigolo.
If that’s true, then Zachary is the father of my children.
Well, I guess a genius president who’s powerful in the corporate world is better than a gigolo from a nightclub.
At those thoughts, Charlotte could not help but feel overjoyed. In fact, she even started imagining the scene of her children meeting their father.
However, she soon stopped her wishful thinking.
No, if Nacht Group had been the one who took over Windt Corporation and led it to bankruptcy, which in turn forced my father to a dead end, then Zachary is the murderer of my father.
How can the murderer of my father be the father of my children?
At that thought, Charlotte’s heart sank.
“Ms. Windt!”
The driver’s voice interrupted Charlotte’s train of thoughts. Returning to her senses, she said to the driver, “I have something to attend to. You can go back first.”
“All right.” The driver nodded to her before leaving.
Charlotte then took out her phone and started calling a list of people that she had not contacted for a long time.
“Mr. Walker, I’m Charlotte. I’m hoping to talk to you-”
Before she could finish her sentence, the man had ended the call.
“Ms. Freeman, I’m Charlotte-”
The call ended again.
“Mr. Judd, I’m Charlotte. Yes, I’m back. Are you free to meet? I’m hoping to talk to you about my father.”
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