The Supreme Ruler

Chapter 8

“Going as low as stalking now!"

"What do you want from me, you life-draining leech? My life? My company?

Do you want my firm or intend to flaunt your achievement here before anyone!" Charlotte lets out her frustration.

"Are you Miss Sinclair?" Hudderson needed clarification. For this purpose, there could not be a mistake.

"For someone who claims to know nothing about my status. You sure have a lot of information!" Spite filled her voice.

Memories from that night flashed before Hudderson. The girl that night had grown into a beautiful young lady, running away from being sold to an old man just for the fun of it.

"I'm not here for any of those reasons you mentioned earlier. Rather I'm here to take responsibility for what I did. I'm not an irresponsible man after all!"

Charlotte paused. Her face flashed multiple emotions just within a few seconds.

From anger, disgust, and then amusement.

"You want to take responsibility!" She resonated once again, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"What tacky scheme is that little mind of yours coming up with again?"

"How do you intend to take responsibility for what you have done? You look like you're barely fed properly every day.

Even with my fall, you still don't even come close to lacing my shoe. So humour me, young mister. What do you think that you can do that would soften my heart towards what you have done? Marry me?" Her brows were slightly raised as she inquired, a mocking smile tugging her lips.

"My thoughts exactly. Since I took away your virginity. It's only responsible for me to marry you!" He noted, with a hint of shame.

Charlotte's face turned pale. Her voice was lost and her jaw slacked in disbelief.

She never thought that Hudderson would be greedy enough to make such a silly request.

For once, she had dared to think that he was different. From every other man that wanted nothing but her body.

But they were all the same. Scum.

"Marry me!" She laughed without a sense of humour in her voice.

"You who isn't even worth lacing my shoes proposing to marry me? When in the world did this get-rich-quick shame come out and I wasn't even aware of it!" She chuckled, dry and stabbing.

"If you want money... Of Fame, you could try somewhere else. I would rather marry a pig than lie in the same bed with you!" She scoffed and turned around to leave.

She came here to find solace, before she was forced into the arms of someone that she didn't love. A chronic womanizer and a sinister liar.

"At least it would free you from having to get married to Jackson."

Charlotte's feet immediately drew a pause. Those words struck a chord.

While everyone thought that she was madly in love with Jackson, only a few people knew that she didn't want anything to do with the young man.

Yet, this young man who seemed devoid of a future seemed to know about it. And he said it with so much confidence.

"Is this another scheme?" She thought, heart pulsing as she turned around with a frown.

"Why do you think for once that I would leave Jackson on our wedding day and elope with you?

What sort of stupid fantasy have you been wetting yourself to bed with?" Her voice crackled through the air.

"He is rich, promising, powerful... Sort of handsome... Everyone wants to associate with him. What do you have?" Those words, were like daggers drawn right on the face of Hudderson.

He remained, however, rather emotionless.

"I have a proposal. That could free you of the obligation of being a husband and getting married to Jack.

It would be a contract marriage. No love, no strings attached. Just a public figurehead. You don't need to perform the duties of a wife and at the same time, you would not be able to get married to Jackson because you're legally married to someone else already."

It sounded too perfect. For a few moments, she wanted to believe those words. But just a single glance at Hudderson was enough to bring her back to her senses.

"Why do you think that I would believe anything from you? The stranger who took advantage of me?"

Why should I believe that you really want nothing from this other than to take responsibility?" She emphasized the last part of the statement.

"Because a contract would be drawn. I don't want your money. And for anything else, don't you think going up against someone like Jackson and your family could be too much of a risk already?"

Charlotte's heart wavered. He was right.

She had tried to get herself around making someone get married to her multiple times.

But apart from everyone refusing and only wanting her body because of the public announcement that she now belongs to Jackson, the marriage registry had blacklisted her name.

It was all Jackson. He wanted Charlotte so much for a property and paid off every registry in town not to even attend to her complaints for a second.

It was more like she had signed a contract with the devil.

She sighed deeply, her heart pounding against her chest.

"And even if I agree to get married to you, how do you think you can get us out of here with all the guards to a registry to get registered as a couple?" Charlotte inquired. She left out the rest of the details.

"What would be the need for leaving when we could finish the process here just with a few calls?" Hudderson simply returned with so much calm.

Charlotte scoffed. The human who stood right before her seemed too good to be true.

"Cocky and Useless. Isn't that too much of a terrible combination?" She raised a brow once again at the question.