Steven’s ley pare swept over Monica and Wendy, his voice like <b>a </b>de
<b>“</b>Filthy nobodies sneaking inte my home, and you <b>have </b>the audacity to amuse my cousin of steall
He shot a look at the bodyguards, who immediately got the message. Without a wood, they stormed over, grabbed Monica and Wendy like rag dolls. The bodyguards dragged them to the door, tossing them out without the slightest litt of gentleness.
It wasn’t until the two women were physically thrown out that Zac finally snapped out of his daze. He turned to Curlotte, his voler shaky and conficted.
“.. You. You’re Mr. Sullivan’s cousin?”
Charlotte looked at him with a hint of amusement. “What else did you think?”
Zac swallowed hand His eyes tumed red as a wave of blitemness rushed through him.
“<b>Why</b>?” he asked, lips trembling, “Why <b>didn’t </b>you tell me who you were? It’s been three years.”
Charlotte’s youre was calm, almost indifferent, “I wanted to. Remember when I said I’d take you home to meet my <b>family</b>? That was the day I nned to tell you, But <b>you </b>didn’t want toe.
There was no anger in her tone. There was no sorrow either, just distance,
Zar closed his eyes in <b>pain</b>. “If I’d known you were the heiress of the Billey family in Jersey City, I never would’ve walked away<b>,</b>”
That was all Steven needed to put the pieces together.
<b>So </b>this was Charlotte’s ex
And from the looks of it, Charlotte had kept her identity a secret when the dated him. And this man had looked down on her because he thought she had no background<b>, </b>and had ended up burting her again and again.
Steven’s eyes shifted to Sean.