“No wonder I didn't even have money to take a cab after I woke up,” Charlotte mumbled to herself.
“Did you not take advantage of her when she wasn't looking?”
Zachary was spinning his ultra-thin phone on his palm while his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
“No, I really didn't,” Tevin frantically explained. “Actually, I'm not even straight. Why would I want to feel her up?”
“Huh?” Charlotte's eyes widened in shock. “What are you saying?”
“I-I'm a transvestite!” Tevin hung his head in shame. “I don't like women at all...”
Gasp!
Charlotte almost popped a vessel.
The news was actually right when they reported that she had slept with a transvestite gigolo.
However, no one knew that it was Zachary who came in and finished the job halfway.
“Transvestite! Wonderful!” The murderous intent in Zachary's eyes receded a little. He almost wanted to tear Tevin to pieces a moment ago, but now his tone was a lot more cordial. “Release him!”
“Yes!” The bodyguard dragged Tevin out of the room.
“Thank you, thank you.” Tevin was immensely grateful.
“Let us go too,” Amanda quickly pleaded.
“You have not told me everything and yet you want to leave?” Zachary raised his eyebrow.
“We... don't have anything more to say.”
Simon was puzzled. Since Zachary was the man from four years ago, he wondered what else was there to explain.
“Unless...”
It quickly occurred to Amanda that Zachary didn't know about the three children.
Why is Charlotte still so secretive despite the fact that their father is rich and powerful?
Unless, he isn't the father at all?
“My patience is running thin.” Zachary looked at the time on his watch. “I'll give you three minutes. If you don't spit it out, I'll lock all of you up together.”
He glanced at Charlotte as he spoke.
“What?” Charlotte pointed at herself in disbelief. “Including me?”
Instead of replying, Zachary nodded instead.
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