Chapter 1087
Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort
âAh, I see now,â replied Marino, before he tilted his head down and added, âNo wonder Mr. Nacht is always scolding me. Looks like I still have a lot to learn.â
âItâs best if you stop talking for now. Mr. Nachtâs still fuming,â reminded Ben.
âUnderstood,â replied Marino. He snuck a peek at Zacharyâs back and suddenly felt nervous.
âMonitor the situation from afar. Do not act recklessly. Weâll coordinate once I am there.â
After Zachary discussed the matter with the police in T Nation, he checked his watch and sped up toward the gate.
Ben, Marino, and the others followed closely behind.
On the other side, the plane was already in the air.
It was finally quiet, but Charlotte couldnât calm down. Her heart ached as she thought about the danger that Ellie was in. At that moment, Charlotte was tempted to torture Sharon and tear her limb from limb.
âThe rumor claimed that Mr. Nacht is cruel and impatient, so why is he dragging his feet when it comes to dealing with Sharon?â asked Morgan as she gossiped with Lupine.
âMaybe itâs because heâs a dad now. Interacting with his kids mustâve chipped his cruelty off⦠Either that or he has other concerns,â guessed Lupine.
âOther concern my a*s! Remember what Mr. Lindberg said earlier? We must be quick and cruel when we deal with matters. Weâll never get anything done if we think too much,â replied Morgan crudely as she gestured endlessly.
âShh, keep your voices down. Ms. Lindberg is annoyed enough already,â reminded Lupine softly.
âOh, right,â replied Morgan before she shut up quickly.
Charlotte stared out the window and saw the cloud drifting. She was frowning so much that it looked like her expression was stuckâ¦
The closer they got to the destination, the clearer the image in her mind was.
She remembered how, back then, the Nacht family forced her away and recalled what she endured in T Nation after that. All that kept flashing before her eyes.
Sharonâs actions were also repeatedly reminding Charlotte of one crucial point. Hatred is valid, and we should never let it go! Vengeance is the only way to end this.
Letting our hatred go will just give our enemy the chance to retaliate.
Perhaps it was because she sensed Charlotteâs murderous intent, Sharon suddenly shivered just as she touched down in Coldbridge.
She instinctively hugged herself and scanned her surroundings. However, she didnât detect anything off.
âYouâve already landed, so you can let us go now. Thereâs no point in keeping us with you,â said Olivia fearfully and with great uncertainty.
âItâs true. Your usefulness had expiredâ¦â
Sharon signaled with her eyes, and one bodyguard immediately snatched Ellie away from Olivia.
âNo, give the child back to me!â shouted Olivia in agitation.
Everyone turned around.
Sharon glared over evilly and warned, âKeep your voices down if you wish to survive this.â
âWhat are you doing? Charlotte wonât let you go if you hurt the kid,â said Olivia nervously.
Slap! Sharon slapped over mercilessly. She growled, âYou b*tch. How dare you threaten me?â
âIsnât it better if you just let us go and leave now? Itâs not safe to take the kid along because youâd just attract attention,â reminded Olivia as she put her hand on her bloating face.
âYou donât need to worry about that.â
Sharon ignored Olivia entirely and walked toward the parking lot immediately.
âGive me the kid. I will carry her. Sheâs ill, so she canât handle the stress,â begged Olivia as she followed along nervously.
âYou really are too noisy. Kill her,â ordered Sharon in annoyance.
âUnderstood,â replied the bodyguard before he pulled Oliviaâs hair. He was going to drag her away and kill her somewhere else.
âWait, thereâs police around,â warned another bodyguard at that crucial moment.
Sharon turned around. Security at Coldbridgeâs airport had always been lenient. Yet, there were many police on patrol that day.
She felt like something was off, so she scanned around. However, she didnât see anyone suspicious. If Zachary or Charlotte had their men here, they would already have come after me⦠Iâm probably overthinking things.
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