Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 728

Mr. Wilson summoned Vivian to his study to question her about how she had handled the situation.

Vivian didn't plan to hide anything—it wasn't something to be ashamed of.

Mr. Wilson laughed heartily and then proudly declared, "That's my granddaughter—irresistibly charming!"

Vivian didn't look happy at all. She was still thinking about the missing shipment and asked with frustration, "Grandfather, about the Orlando wine..."

Mr. Wilson raised his hand to stop her and gave a light snort, looking completely confident. "Don't worry. I have my ways to make them spit out what they've swallowed."

Vivian looked at him doubtfully, uncertain what methods her grandfather had in mind, but she didn't press further.

Mr. Wilson used some of his government connections. Through strategic arrangements, he quickly persuaded the former wine suppliers to return all the withheld merchandise.

The Wilson Group returned to smooth sailing.

Meanwhile, Charlotte, who had been set up by Vivian, finally regained her freedom.

She received a reduced sentence for good behavior, and since her child was still very young, the judge was merciful. After a brief lecture, he made his decision and granted her freedom.

Her little boy was still nursing. Charlotte held him with gentle eyes as the driver waited outside to take her home.

Mrs. Chancer didn't care at all that Charlotte had been convicted of a crime. Her attention was entirely focused on her grandson. When she saw Charlotte approaching with the baby, she eagerly rushed forward.

"My goodness, why aren't you shading the baby from the sun? My grandson's skin is so delicate—ultraviolet rays will surely harm him."

Charlotte acted coquettishly, "My praising you is perfectly natural. Who would dare laugh?"

"By the way, Mother, isn't James here?" Charlotte couldn't help but ask.

Mrs. Chancer’s eyes darted away, but she still answered softly, "That's right. He's at the company handling business."

"So busy?" Charlotte obviously didn't believe it, but there was nothing she could do about her disbelief. She had to accept the fact that James wasn't as attentive to her as before.

The only thing she could use to hold onto James now was this child.

When Charlotte returned home, dark clouds gathered overhead. The wind stirred the cloud layers. The skies over East Coast were finally in turmoil.