The Betrayed Heiress Is Now the CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

y ten in the moming.

Charlotte woke up naturally on her own–no alarms, no rush. When she opened her eyes, it was already

Stretching lazily, she let out a content sigh. “Ah–nothing beats a morning without work.”

She climbed out of bed, freshened up, and headed downstairs for breakfast.

Mrs. Zimmer had prepared a meal for two.

Charlotte glanced at the empty seat across from her but said nothing

Seeing her come down, Mrs. Zimmer hesitated before asking. “Miss Riley, isn’t Mr. Gibson coming down for breakfast today?”

Charlotte took a sip of her oatmeal, her tone indifferent. “He didn’t come home last night. I doubt he’ll be eating here.”

Oh.” Mrs. Zimmer quickly realized she had spoken out of turn and didn’t press further, quietly retreating to the kitchen,

Charlotte finished her breakfast and checked her phone. She just received a message from Seam.

“Lottie, do you want a custom–made engagement dress, or should we go with a designer’s new season collection?”

Custom–made? Was there still time for that?

She suddenly realized that she didn’t even know the exact date of the engagement.

“When

‘s the engagement?” she asked.

Sean replied almost immediately. “It’s not set yet. We’ll decide once you’re back in Jersey City”

“Alright, I’ll be done here in nine days.”

“Got it.”

Charlotte figured a custom–made dress might not be ready in time, so she messaged him again.

“Let’s go with a designer’s new season collection. I’ll pick one out.

“Sounds good. Let me know when you decide.”

Just as she was about to exit the chat, a notification badge popped up on Zac’s chat.

A new message.

She clicked in.

It was a video.

The setting was a dimly lit private lounge.

Zae, visibly drunk, slumped against Wendy, mumbling incoherently.

“Wendy you’re finally back…” his voice was slurred, clinging to her like a lost child. “I knew it. I knew you’d come back… I’ve been waiting for you for five years.”

In the background, laughter and jeering filled the air.

Charlotte could make out familiar voices–Zac’s friends, Quinn, and the others.

All people she knew.

In the video, Wendy smiled down at Zac, stroking his hair gently. “Zac, you’re drunk.”

Zac nuzzled into her shoulder, voice soft and broken.

Wendy… you’re the only one I love… I didn’t say anything wrong, did I? See? I know

“L.. I’m not drunk… I’m perfectly clear–headed… You’re W exactly what I’m saying.”

Someone in the background deliberately stirred the pot

“Zec, so Wendy’s the love of your life but what about Charlotte?”

Zac’s drunken reply came without hesitation.

“Charlotte? Who’s that? L… I only love Wendy…”

“Wendy, Zac is completely obsessed with you. You’re definitely his girl! Quinn’s voice rang out, dripping with amusement. “See how clingy he gets when he’s drunk? His heart and eyes are only for you.”

Charlotte’s lips curled into a cold smirk.

“His girl.”

That was what they were calling Wendy now.

In the three years she had been with Zac, no one had ever called her that.

Not that it was surprising.

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