Chapter 224
they estate. On New Year’s Day, Charlotte made a quick trip back to the Riley
Both Xena and Desmond were home.
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As soon as Charlotte walked through the doot, Xena greeted her with a warm senile.
“Lottle, you’re back! Lunch is almost ready, Go wash your hands first,”
She had woken up late that moming, still feeling the effects of a hangover. It was already close to noon by the time she showered, got dressed, and drove home, arriving just in time for lunch.
Jodie came running over, bet patent–leather shoes clicking loudly against the floor as she threw her arms around Charlotte’s leg
Charlotte beamed and pulled a present out of her bag.
“Happy New Year, Jodie.”
Jodie lit up with joy and planted a loud kiss on Charlotte’s cheek as she took the present.
Desmond walled over and handed Charlotte a shopping bag.
“Your New Year’s gift, do alwad, open it.”
Curious, Charlotte peeked inside, only to find a set of house keys and a property deed.
Desmond spoke in his usual calm tone.
“This place is close to your law firm. It’ll be easier for you to get to work Young people like celebrating the new year, right? So think of it as a gift from your dad. The car’s in the garage–Xena picked it out. Go take a look after lunch”
Awave of warmth rushed through her chest. Her eyes stung slightly
“Thank you, Dad. Thank you, A Xena H
She accepted their gesture with gratitude.
After lunch, Charlotte opened her phone and scrolled through her notifications, just dlling time.
Anew friend request popped up on Instagram
Herbrant skipped a beat.
Steheld her breath and tapped it open, only to feel a wave of disappointment crash down
It wasn’t Sean
Zac had been blocked and deleted ages ago. Since he couldn’t contact her directly, he had clearly made a new account just to get through.
Artiest, she didn’t recognize the profile. But the message gave it away.
“Told you guys are all the same. You just wouldn’t listen Charlotte, come back to me.”
She didn’t hesitate. She rejected the request and blocked the new account too.
Starlett Sear’s gifta pale blue Bentley–to collect dust in the underground garage, and drove the new one instead.
The apartment was in a luxury complex near her law firm, where every square foot cost a fortune. Over 1,000 square feet, fully furnished in a soft cream palette,
Mrs. Sanders agreed over the phone, but her eyes nervously dated toward the man sitting silently on the living room couch.
After hanging up, she spoke carefully.
Mrijasper Miss Riley said she wants me to throw out all
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