Joseph had been preparing to get revenge on the Jasper family ever s
Noah asked, “Did josephe after her again?”
Sean’s gaze turned cold as he recounted the time Joseph had sent people to beant him and Charlotte down and how Desmond had been pushed down the stairs.
Noah’s expression changed. “He actually used heavy weapons? This is Jersey City! That unstic–how the hell did he dare?”
<b>“</b><b>He </b>kept himselfpletely out of it. The police couldn’t trace anything back to him.”
*Then you need to be careful. A rabid dog like Joseph, onceered, will do anything.”
Noah let out a long sigh and gave Sean a pat on the shoulder. “Breaking up was probably the right choice. Still, it’s hard for <b>both </b>of you. You love each other, but you can’t be together.”
Sean lowered his eyes. A ripple stirred in his heart.
“Love each other, but can’t be together? No. This is <b>just </b>temporary,” Sean thought.
Once Joseph was taken care of, he was going to win Charlotte back–no matter what.
Back at the <b>golf </b>course<b>, </b>Galus edged closer to Charlotte.
Miss Riley, do you usually y golf?”
Charlotte took a <b>small </b><b>step </b>away, putting distance between them, and replied politely, “A little, but I don’t y otten.”
Galus didn’t know her background. He assumed she was just an ordinary junior attorney scraping by on a <b>modest </b>monthly sry
To him, a few grand a month was pocket change<b>, </b>barely enough to cover a fancy meal.
He chuckled, a smug look on his face. “Makes sense. Even a basic set of golf <b>gear </b>probably costs you a month’s sry. Not to mention the greens tees and private coaching This club’s yearly membership alone runs over three million. Forwyers working this <b>hard</b>, it’s really not worth spending your eamings on a luxury like this.”
Charlotte pretended not to hear the condescension buried in his words and responded with a bright, easy smile. “You’re probably right.”
That radiant smilepletely disarmed <b>Gatus</b>. He was <b>already </b>feeling light–headed from how pretty she looked.
He was used to unting his wealth. There was never a shortage of women around him–his wife at home, mistresses outside, and a long list of young women be had kept over the years.
Feeling full of himself, calus grinned. “Miss Hiley, how about 1 gitt you a membership? You can join me for a game whenever you’re free.”
Charlotte gave an inward eucer.
She knew exactly what kind of man lie was “Join me for a game” was <b>just </b>the polite version. If she really said yes, she would be expected to <b>do </b>a lot more than y <b>Cou </b>
He actually thought lue could buy <b>a </b>woman’s <b>body </b>with a three–million–dor membership. Judging by his age, ba definitely had a wife at home. “Shameless,” Charlotte silently remarked.
Cadotte didn’t show any of the contempt or as she felt side. She just smiled lightly and said, “Thank you, Mr, <b>Lloyd</b>, but I’m happy to y with you today. I really don’t have time <b>outside </b>of work!
Tiin, standing off to the side, <b>was </b>frantically signaling at her with his eyes.
He clearly thought she was crazy to turn down such a “generous” offer.
Curlotte pertended not to see him.
Galus didn’t seem bothered by her rejection. He assumed she was just ying hard to get–ke a lot of girls he had met. He figured she was the type to act reserved
Hirst, pretending not to care <b>about </b>his money, only to wait for the right moment to reel him in.
The kind people call a <b>“</b>gold digger<b>.</b>”
But in his eyes, whatever those women were after was d
i chump change anyway-
However, Charlotte was in another league. She was <b>a </b>rare beauty, far more string than the influencers and minor celebrities he had slept with <b>in </b>the <b>past</b>.
If he could get her into bed, he wouldn’t mind spending whatever it took
Galus was determined. With a warm smile, he said, “No worries. I knowwyers are busy. Let’s just enjoy today. Maybe we can y again sometime.”
Charlotte gave him another sweet, polite smile. “<b>Of </b>course, Mr. Lloyd.”
+25 Bonu
That smile nearly made him dizzy. On Impulse, he blurted out, “How about this? Let’s make a bet. If you can get a <b>ball </b>onto the green within ten strokes, I’ll give you a hundred grand. One less stroke, 1’ll double it *
Charlotte tilted her head, still smiling. “And what if I lose? What happens if I don’t make it inten?”
<b>Gatus’s </b>eyes gleamed. “Then how about this–you join me for dinner tonight, just the two of us.”