2025-05-24 15:30:41Sadie had been quiet since they got in the car. Charles had asked earlier if she was okay—she’d only given a nod.
Now, she had headphones over her ears. A clear sign: no conversation. And honestly? Fine by him. At least he wouldn’t have to put up with her usual chatter. Charles pressed down on the accelerator, gliding past the car ahead. Then another. He glanced at the dashboard. Odd. He wasn’t accelerating anymore, but the speed kept climbing. He glanced again. The speed had shot up—unnaturally fast. “You’re going too fast,” Sadie said, yanking off her headphones. “Exactly,” Charles muttered, trying the brake. Nothing. The car didn’t slow down. Not even a twitch. “What the hell are you doing?!” Sadie shrieked. “Your car’s been hacked,” Charles said calmly, swerving into the c
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
377
Charles loaded the gun, his hands steady despite the storm raging in his chest. Two long days in the gym had sharpened him, stripped away everything but one obsession: his brother, every memory, every laugh, every word. Nothing else mattered.Piece by piece, it all fell into place. The man he’d called his godfather, the one he’d trusted blindly, was part of the order that had destroyed his life. He hadn’t pulled the trigger, yes—but that didn’t matter. No. Not anymore.He loaded another gun, slipped on black gloves, and examined himself in the mirror. Head-to-toe black. Two guns in his pockets. Every muscle coiled, ready.Minutes later, he was at the Harrington estate. The guards swarmed immediately, anticipation in their eyes. Harington had clearly been warned—he was ready.“I’m sorry, you can’t enter right now,” one guard said. “Unless…you tell us what you want to do.”Charles didn’t speak. He snapped his fingers. In a blink, men poured in, tearing through the guards like paper. Bla
376
Charles’ mother didn’t respond. No flicker of emotion crossed her face. Nothing. “And…Charlotte told me. You didn’t believe…he’s alive. That’s why…we came. To tell you…” She bit her lower lip and, without another word, turned and left the room. Sadie rose quickly, some of the things on the table clattering to the floor. She hastily gathered them, her eyes catching a photograph tucked behind the mirror. She slowly lifted it. Her heart skipped. It was Charles—designer shirt, stylish pants, that familiar smirk. Charlotte was beside him, smiling. And a man—older, strikingly similar to Charles, but with a mature, world-weary air. Unlike the others, his gaze carried a depth that hinted at the weight of experiences far beyond his years. Sadie slowly put the picture back where she had found it, her hands trembling. She couldn’t tell how…but she could feel it—a faint echo of the pain Charles carried from his brother’s death. Maybe it was intuition, maybe delusion, but she sensed the frac
375
After the meal, Sadie offered to help with the dishes while Lauren decided to follow Charles’ father to the factory. He seemed genuinely happy to have her along. “It’s the only thing he’s built all his life,” Charlotte muttered, arranged some of the dishes in the plate holder. “I feel like he loves that place more than he loves me. If it could become a child, he’d pour all his love into it.” Sadie chuckled softly, keeping her voice low. “But Charlotte, they don’t seem like they’d get mad if you mentioned Charles,” she whispered. “That’s because you haven’t. They think he’s dead. They don’t want to talk about him.” “He…never sent money home?” Sadie asked, hesitating. “I mean, Charles.” “Someone did. An anonymous, untraceable account—about a million Canadian dollars every month. The first deposit came ten days after we couldn’t find him. Dad tried to track it but failed. That money…he used it to start the factory. We haven’t touched it since. I’d guess it’s around five hundred mil
374
“She’s a fan,” Lauren said quickly, lying smoothly. “We came here for a secret fan meet, then begged her for a place to stay—we couldn’t deal with the paparazzi online.” “You two must have a hard time,” Charles’ mother said softly, her eyes lingering on Sadie. “This is why I never wanted Charlotte to become a musician—or whatever she wants. Imagine this happening to her… that fragile girl.” Lauren laughed lightly. “Even though my family’s already popular, my mom worried when I said I wanted to be more famous. I get exactly what you’re feeling.” “You see?” Charles’ mother said, her voice firm but gentle. “All I want for her is to finish college. I don’t care if she struggles, fails even—let her finish. After that, she can join her father’s company or do whatever she wants.” “Oh, that’s cool. What do you produce in the factory?” Lauren asked, trying to lighten the mood. “Pastries, mostly,” Charles’ mother said, pride shining in her eyes. “Bread, cakes… all kinds. It’s my little wor
373
“Are you celebrities?” the driver asked, glancing in the rearview.Lauren raised an eyebrow. “You’re pretending not to know, right? Either way, neither of us is signing anything. Don’t even think about begging.”“But I don’t…”Sadie shook her head. Trust Lauren—always ready to pick a fight.Ten minutes later, the car pulled up in front of a spacious bungalow.“Here,” Lauren said, handing Sadie a pair of sunglasses.“What…?”“Just put them on. Makes them curious. Gives off that…intimidating energy. If they don’t want to see us, at least they’ll wonder,” Lauren explained.Charlotte added softly, “If you hint you’re a celebrity too, they might actually listen for a bit longer.”Sadie slipped the sunglasses on, heart racing. How did she end up here? Charles had no idea. He’d either be furious or completely shocked if he found out. The thought made her shiver.“This is a bad idea, no matter how I spin it,” Sadie whispered to Lauren as they walked to the door.A cat sprang out from nowhere,
372
“I’m a bit nervous,” Sadie whispered to Lauren as they pulled away from the airport.Lauren glanced at her with a smirk. “Nervous? Come on, it’s not like you’re going to meet your in-laws. And even if you were, why would that scare you?”Sadie chewed her lip. “What if they don’t like me… when I get there?”“Why do you need them to like you?” Lauren asked, raising an eyebrow.Sadie hesitated. “Lauren… if they don’t… I mean, what if they start snapping at me? Asking why I kept him all these years while they were out there looking for him?”Lauren shook her head, half amused. “You’ve totally lost it.” She squinted ahead. “Hey, is that you?” She waved at someone approaching. “I don’t think I’ve seen you before, even though you said you’re in my mentorship class.”Sadie followed her gaze. Charlotte was walking toward them, calm but purposeful.“I was supposed to have a call with you next week,” Charlotte said, smiling. “I fell into the last batch.”“Oh, that’s it?” Lauren replied casually.
You may also like
The Ruthless Son-in-law
Bella Starr138.2K viewsHidden Billionaire Son-in-law
Deliaha Shine124.2K viewsBecoming A Trillionaire After Divorce
Esther Writes71.0K viewsRising from the Ashes
Only For You1.9M viewsJedidiah's Rise To Power
Dragonslav426 viewsThe Next Billionaire
Wonderful651.9K viewsAshes of a Good Man
Milky-Ink236 viewsBILLIONAIRE IN THE SHADOW
Clevee426 views