Chapter <b>25 </b>
<b>Sean </b>sat in the observation area, watching Charlotte in her element. A surge of pride filled his chest, admiration and affection brimming in his
eyes.
His Lottle was incredible.
After the trial, he handed her a bottle of water. “Here, drink some.
“Thanks” 5 She took a few sips before saying, “The verdict will be announcedter, but we have a strong chance of winning
Sean smiled. “Your eyes lit up while you were debating. You’re so sharp, so determined. I couldn’t take my eyes off you.”
Charlotteughed, a little embarrassed, “Really? I do feel like a different person in court.”
“You were amazing.” His praise <b>was </b>genuine. “You’re going to be one of the best in the field one day.
She grinned. “I hope you’re right.
That was when <b>she </b>thought of Zac
In their three years together, he had never once cared about her work, let alone attended one of her trials. All he ever did wasment on how little her sry was, barely enough to cover a fancy dinner or a night out with his friends.
He never respected her ambition.
Once, she won a major <b>case</b>–over five million in ims–and was thrilled about her sess. When she shared the news with Zac, he dismissed
<b>it </b>with a smirk.
“<b>Our </bpany’s contracts are worth tens of millions. You take on these tiny cases? Charlotte, why work so hard for pocket change? Just quit I’ll take care of you.”
That was thest time she ever talked to him about work.
He might have had some real feelings for her, but they were only skin–deep. He only liked her face and her body. He never truly understood
her<b>. </b>
Their rtionship had always been about partying, eating, and having fun. There was never any real connection, nothing deeper than the
surface.
For the first time, Charlotte genuinely thought that maybe, just maybe, Sean
can would make a great partner.
As they left the courthouse, Sean’s phone buzzed. After a brief call with his assistant, he tumed to Charlotte<b>, </b>his expression serious,
“That milk you gave me for testing–it was drugged with a strongxative.”
A cold glint shed in her eyes. “I knew it.”
*Do you want me to handle it?” <b>Sean </b>asked.
Charlotte shook her head. No need. I’ll deal with it myself.”
There was no proof lining Wendy to the tampered milk, which made involving the police useless.
Since this was a personal grudge, she would settle it personally.
After the trial, Charlotte spent the next few <b>days </b>showing Sean around the area.
They went to the restaurant Charlotte had been craving for months just to get a te of spicy Cajun pasta. Sean wasn’t great with spicy food, but even as he broke into <b>a </b>sweat, he still finished everyst bite.
They <b>also </b>visited scenic spots, <b>took </b>photos, and admired breathtakingndscapes. They then wandered through historic sites<b>, </b>soaking in the rich culture.
Thor few days with Sean felt <b>more </b>fulfilling than all three years she had spent with Zac
Meanwhile, Wendy spent five days in the hospital, with Zac by her side the entire time.
During those five days, Zac found himself constantly checking his phone, hoping <b>for </b>a message from Charlotte.
But there was nothing.
No missed calls. No texts. Just messages from his usual crowd inviting him out, along with work notifications<b>. </b>
Finally, he snapped.
He unlocked his phone and fired off a text.
“Are you done acting out yet?”
Sean was holding Charlotte’s phone, taking pictures for her, when the message suddenly popped up on the screen.
His gaze darkened instantly.