Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 651

“Did you tell them about me or not?!” Manager Sullivan’s voice dropped, sharp and cold.

But Charlie didn’t answer the question. He just clung to him desperately. “Boss, you said you'd protect me! You promised! You have to help me! Sarah and Mr. Lambert are making me pay six million for the damages—six million! I can’t pay that! You have to save me!”

“Six million?” Manager Sullivan’s face tightened. Even he had never touched that kind of money. His entire net worth wasn’t even half of that. Where the hell was he supposed to get six million for Charlie?

Charlie’s eyes were pleading, frantic. His lips were dry and cracked from the panic, already bleeding slightly, and tears shimmered at the corners of his eyes. “Please, Boss. If I go to jail, it’ll be for ten years. I can’t survive that. Please…”

He gripped Manager Sullivan’s arm like his life depended on it, fingers white from the force of it. But Sullivan pulled away coldly, avoiding eye contact.

“I don’t have that kind of money,” he said flatly. “There’s no way I can help you.”

Charlie froze like he’d been doused in ice water. He stared at Manager Sullivan in disbelief. “You… you said we were in this together. You promised me you’d protect me. That they would reward me—that the higher-ups would take care of me. You said if I backed out, I’d regret it. You told me it wasn’t a trap!”

His voice cracked, rising into a hoarse shout. “You said that just yesterday! And now? Now you’re pretending like none of it ever happened?”

Manager Sullivan’s face was calm—too calm. Detached. And that only made Charlie unravel further.

Charlie’s grin turned manic. “I knew you’d bail on me the second things got hard. That’s why I made sure you’d go down with me. You think I’d sacrifice myself just so you can walk away clean?”

His laugh echoed through the air, loud and unhinged.

Manager Sullivan stepped back slightly, unsettled by the wild look in Charlie’s bloodshot eyes. “You’re insane,” he hissed. “What the hell do you gain by dragging me down with you? Even if you pin it all on me, you still can’t pay back the six million.”

Charlie's smile vanished. "So what? If you don't help me gather the six million, and I end up in jail, do you really think you can keep yourself safe? How do you know I won't tell the police everything?"