Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 491

"Then go ahead and call the police."

Charlotte didn't bother to say more. She knew that after doing what she had, her sparring with Ethan was effectively over.

The only regret was that she couldn't avenge her friend, couldn't rely on her own strength to tear this despicable, vile man apart.

Ethan turned, his voice trembling with barely restrained anger. "Beg me… maybe then I'll forgive you?"

"I don't need your forgiveness. Ethan, a scumbag like you—whatever I do to you, I won't feel an ounce of guilt."

"Charlotte!"

The words hadn't even left his mouth before he swung his phone violently. Charlotte hadn't expected such sudden fury; she barely had time to react. The phone slammed into her calf. Pain shot up her leg.

Seeing Ethan stride toward her, Charlotte didn't move. Her brows furrowed, eyes shut, head tilted back.

She braced herself for his violence.

It wasn't her first time. Growing up under her father's shadow, Charlotte had learned early to live with pain. She saw nothing to fear in madmen or villains—they had long been her companions.

Ethan did feel the urge to crush her beneath him. But as he raised his arm, his hand hovered, refusing to strike. For a moment, anger twisted inside him like a physical ache.

Charlotte had shattered more than his fragile, forced confidence. She'd breached the false walls of his mind.

And yet… why? Even a woman like her looked down on him?

"Beg me…" he demanded.

"In your dreams!"

Heat flushed Charlotte's face. His body was strong, solid beneath hers, and the force of being trapped in his embrace was frightening—but necessary. If he truly crossed the line, she could at least make him pay.

"Charlotte… tell me you feel nothing for me. Tell me you've been coming close, deliberately teasing someone you hate, all for Khloe?"

Ethan's anger and incredulity surged. Each word that came out made the situation feel more absurd. The olive branch Charlotte had thrown—he had caught it piece by piece. There was no way her feelings for him were so simple.

"You're right," Charlotte said, eyes blazing. "I do have feelings for you… but the feeling I have is disgust!"