"I'm not going anywhere, just grabbing a glass of water." Charlotte lifted her cup, a soft smile spreading across her pretty face. "Still planning to get even with me?"
Anthony's face changed a little. He looked nervous. "No way."
"Really now?"
Charlotte's smile grew as she stepped a bit closer. Her slender, pale fingers brushed gently over Anthony’s guilty expression. Her voice dropped, slow and cool. "Honestly, every time I remember how the N Organization got kicked out of Apex in pieces, it still makes me a little mad."
The truth was, the N Organization had nearly fallen apart. If she hadn’t held on as hard as she did, everything would have come crashing down.
"But," she said, setting her cup aside, her fingertips tracing along his cheek, "back then we didn’t even know each other. You were fighting for X Organization. I was fighting for N. It made sense."
Right now, all she felt was relief. Thank God X Organization hadn’t actually wiped them out. If they had, there wouldn’t even be an N Organization left today.
"I’m sorry, Lottie." Anthony’s voice was tight, heavy with guilt. He squeezed her hand, eyes turning red. "I swear, nothing like that will ever happen again."
Charlotte just smiled. Of course it wouldn’t. Now that Anthony was hers, X Organization pretty much belonged to her too.
...
Outside the X Organization base, Hans checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time. His hair was a mess from running his fingers through it in frustration. What on earth was taking so long inside? The meeting had already dragged on for almost an hour. With Anthony’s cold personality and N’s stubbornness, this should have been a simple yes or no. What could they possibly be talking about for so long?

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