<b>Chapter </b>60
Soon enough<b>, </b>Charlotte learned the full story behind the knife attack.
The assant, Hank <b>Wright</b><b>, </b>was the owner and legal representative of a privatepany. Due to a contract dispute, hispany was taken to court by another business. <b>Max </b>represented the <b>opposing </b>party and won the case.
After <b>the </b>verdict, Hank was found liable for breach of contract and ordered to pay substantial damages. When the case moved into the enforcement phase, the court froze <b>his </bpany’s ounts.
Things only <b>got </b>worse<b>. </b><b>Max </b>soon uncovered evidence that Hank had been mixing personal andpany assets and had illegally withdrawn capital. A secondwsuit followed. This time, <b>the </b>court seized Hank’s personal property and impounded valuable assets.
Then came <b>the </b>final blow. Hank’s wife cheated on him, cleaned out their savings, and ran off with another man.
Everything copsed. Hank lost everything–hispany, his money, his reputation, and even his family. In his eyes, it was all because of Max and <b>the </bwyers <b>at </b>S&G. So <b>he </b>snapped, showed up with a knife, and tried to take revenge.
Luckily, Max survived emergency surgery and was now <b>in </b>stable condition.
After the attack<b>, </b>the firm quickly converted <b>a </b>spare room into a security office. Tworge<b>, </b>muscr guards moved in. They were clearly the bodyguards Sean had arranged for Charlotte.
Meanwhile, Zac had been recovering at the hospital for half a month.
During that time<b>, </b>he had called Charlotte over and over again using his assistant’s phone. Not once did she answer. She never came to visit,
not even once.
Every time the door creaked open, he held his breath<b>, </b>hoping it would be <b>her</b><b>. </b>
But it never was.
He spent every day torturing himself with images of Charlotte and that other man together. The thought alone felt like knives to the chest.
discharged. Finally, after two agonizing weeks, Zac was
If Charlotte wouldn’te <b>see </b>him, then he would go
<b>see </b>her.
He <b>couldn’t </b>wait another second.
On the day of his discharge, Zac walked ahead while Wendy and his assistant followed closely behind.
“is everything set up with the Sullivan Corporation?” Zac asked as they headed toward <b>the </b>parking garage.
During his hospital stay, <b>the </b>board at Gibson Corporation had been hounding him for updates on <b>the </b>investment deal.
His assistant replied, <b>“</b><b>Mr. </b>Gibson<b>, </b>next Friday at <b>8 p.m.</b><b>, </b>Mr. Sullivan is attending a formal dinner. <b>I’ve </b>secured <b>you </b>an invitation<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Zac pulled open the car door and got in. <b>The </b>assistant climbed into <b>the </b><b>front </b>passenger <b>seat</b>.
“What kind of dinner is it?” Zac asked.
“It’s a wee reception<b>,</b>” <b>the </b>assistant exined. “For Mr. Sullivan’s cousin his maternal cousin, <b>I </b><b>believe</b><b>. </b><b>She </b>just returned to <b>Jersey </b>City. He’s introducing her to the local business and <b>social </b><b>scene</b>. <b>The </b>guest list is <b>pretty </b>exclusive.”
From <b>the </b>back seat, Wendy leaned in and clung to Zac’s arm.
Zac nced down<b>, </b><b>then </b>subtly pulled his arm away.
Wendy’s expression stiffened.
<b>He </b>hadn’t done that before.
Ever <b>since </b><b>she </b>returned from overseas, Zac <b>had been </b><b>glued </b>to her side. <b>They </b>had hooked up more than <b>once</b>. He used to be <b>obsessed</b>.
So why was he pushing her away now?
Was <b>he </b>still thinking about Charlotte?
“Zac, what’s going on with you-‘
”
Before she <b>could </b>finish<b>, </b>Zac cut her off. <b>“</b>How old is Mr. Sullivan’s <b>cousin</b>?”
“Early <b>twenties</b><b>, </b><b>I </b><b>think</b><b>,</b>” the assistant answered. “<b>Very young</b>.<b>” </b>
“Got <b>any </b>details on her?<b>” </b>
“Sorry, Mr. Gibson. I <b>haven’t </b>been able <b>to </b><b>dig </b>up <b>anything specific</b>.”
Zac didn’t press further. If Steven Sullivan wanted <b>to </b>protect someone’s identity<b>, </b>there was no way an assistant could find anything out. Besides<b>, </b>Steven’s cousin had to be from a powerful family. People like that <b>didn’t </b>have public profiles just floating around.
“But,” the assistant added, “<b>I </b>did hear one thing–she’s getting engaged in a couple of weeks. Apparently, Mr. Sullivan’s very protective of her. If you bring a nice gift for the engagement<b>, </b>it could <b>score </b><b>you </b>some serious points. If she’s happy, Mr. Sullivan might be more inclined to help with the investment<b>.</b>”
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