Chapter <b>303 </b>
Eended, someone brought Charlotte forward to where Scott stood.
When the song
Sean watched coldly from the crowd, his expression hard. To him, this whole confession was nothing but a spectacle.
Scott held out a bouquet of ro
roses, <b>his </b><b>voice </b>gentle and warm. “Charlotte Riley, I like you Will you go out with me?”
After a round of excited cheers, the crowd fell silent, waiting for her answer
It was a crisp winter night. Fine snowkes floated down from the sky, delicate and beautiful, casting a romantic glow over the scene. It felt as though even <b>the </b>heavens were conspiring to help Scott.
He stood tall in the middle of the <b>crowd</b>, roses in hand. With his handsome features and elegant presence, all eyes were <b>on </b>him.
Scott wasn’t just attractive. He was an academic star with an impable family background, the sole heir of the powerful Lucas family.
A perfect match. Everyone thought so
Sean, on the other hand, was holding his breath without realizing it. His fingers slowly curled into fists, and a dull ache spread through his chest
But then, Charlotte’s reply shocked everyone.
“I’m sorry,” she said calmly. “I can’t ept”
The smile on Scott’s lips faltered.
The wind tousled his dark hair. Under the dim lights, the disappointment in his eyes was unmistakable.
“Can I ask why?” His voice wavered, the slightest tremor betraying his <b>mood</b>.
Charlotte pressed her lips together. Her tone was cool and even. “I’m not interested in dating right now. I don’t have the time for it. I’m sorry.” The crowd burst into whispers
Sean arched an eyebrow, <b>a </b>small smile ying at the corner of his lips.
He was very satisfied with her answer.
Without another <b>word</b>, Charlotte turned and walked away. She n
never <b>once </b>reached for the bouquet.
Sean knew that Charlotte had always had plenty of admirers in college. Confessions like this were almost routine for her. She probably turned down a dozen every year. It was no wonder she wouldn’t remember every guy who had confessed.
But Sean remembered all of them. He could recall every name, every face.
That was why, when he had seen Scott sitting with Charlotte at the restaurant on Valtine’s Day, a real sense of danger had gripped him for the first
<b>Now</b>, as he recalled it all, Sean’s gaze darkened.
-All these years, and you still haven’t given up,” he muttered.
me another chance,
Scott smiled, unruffled. “I should thank you for giving me
Sean arrowed his eyes. “Stay away from her ”
Scott raised an eyebrow. “And what right do you have to tell me that?”
let out a foldugh. “You won’t get the chance. Lottie only <b>has </b>me in her heart.”
Scott didn’t lose his temper. He remained as calm andposed as ever. “Then let’s see about
That night, Charlotte had a nightmare
was funding across a vast, empty wastnd
behind her, ruthless nu were chasing her down.
She ran with everything she had Then, in an instant, the scene shifted Someone’s hands closed around her throat Joseph’s face listedrge before ver, his cold smile as terrifying as a demone to ims her soul.
Her breath grew ragged Just as she thought she was about to suffocate, the scene changed again. Now she saw her sister, Jodie, tied to a chair Joseph
stood over her, grinning as he poured gasoline over her trembling body.
“No! Don’t! Please don’t touch her!” Charlotte screamed. “Stop!”
Suddenly, Joseph’s face twisted and morphed into that of the man in sses.
“Die!” he shouted, his face contorted with hate, as he hurled sulfuric
ic acid toward her.
“Ah!” Charlotte jolted awake with a scream, sitting upright in bed, drenched in cold sweat
The night was still <b>and </b>silent.
In the darkness<b>, </b>her ragged breathing filled the room.
It took a long moment for her to calm down.
Then her phone screen lit up.
Charlotte picked it up and nced at
It was 3.30 am.
She had received a text from an unknown number.
“If <b>you </b>want your sister to live, you’ll do exactly as I say ”
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