Seeing that pleading achieved nothing, Ryan Richard decided to reveal his true, ugly colors, ready for a head-on confrontation with Charlotte Thompson.
"Indeed, I deserve it. However, don’t blame me for being heartless if you choose this path. I gave you a chance."
Ryan Richard rubbed his hands together in glee, his vile smirk perfectly suited his face.
Charlotte could not help but let out a cold laugh, realizing she was understanding him less and less.
Thinking about it later, she realized she never truly knew him after all.
The man leaned closer, whispering into her ear: "Justin Battleson doesn’t know about your past, does he?"
The repulsive scent of his personality made Charlotte shudder, but she remained silent.
However, her silence mistakenly led Ryan to believe she was guilty, which emboldened him to provoke her further: "What if I spill all your secrets and paint myself as a heartbroken ex-lover? I bet numerous television stations would love to interview me. Do you think I’d be poor then?" Read full story at novel[f]ire.net
With that, the man burst into a hearty laugh, causing Charlotte’s heart to ache.
Despite this, she did not expose him and just quietly watched Ryan’s performance.
Coco wanted to intervene, but Charlotte stopped her. She was intrigued to see how much drama Ryan could create.
Ryan, assuming his threat was working, confidently hovered around Charlotte.
"If you hadn’t married Justin in Emily Allen’s place back then, you wouldn’t be leading such a luxurious life now. Actually, you’re quite lucky, having given birth to several kids for him. Your life must be pretty comfortable. But if he knew about all this, what would happen..."
Ryan seemed lost in his fantasy, assuming Charlotte Thompson was trying to appease Justin Battleson. He was entirely oblivious to the fact that her expression hadn’t changed, and she didn’t seem to care at all.
Once he finished, he found it strange that she remained indifferent. However, he assumed she was trying to appear calm. It’s been a long time, and not only had she changed her name, her temperament seemed to have changed significantly as well.
Regardless, it didn’t matter to him since he still held a trump card over her head.
"So, have you made a decision? Will you give me money? Or will you give me money?"
Ryan was shameless, firmly believing that Charlotte would prefer to pay him off. He understood women like her, who aspired to marry into wealth, all too well. And even more so for Charlotte, who was willing to change her entire identity for it.
Charlotte merely gave him a cold laugh, maintaining her composure: "As I’ve said, I’m Charlotte Thompson, not the Sophie Allen you speak of. As for furnishing money or perfume, that’s out of the question."
Listening to this, Coco couldn’t help but admire Charlotte for her courage and decisiveness.
Charlotte took Coco’s arm, intending to leave by sidestepping Ryan.
Seeing that his threat wasn’t working, Ryan was suddenly at a loss.
"Sophie Allen, you’d better think carefully. If you don’t agree to my terms, providing me with a perfume formulation and money, I won’t let you off easy!"
Charlotte was already at her wits’ end, having lost count of how many ridiculous statements Ryan had made just today. She stopped and prepared to deliver another blow to him.
"Sister Charlotte!" Coco grabbed her, not wanting her to get tangled up with Ryan again.
Seeing Charlotte turn around, a satisfied grin spread across Ryan’s face.
"So, you’ve made up your mind?"
Charlotte shook her head, "No, I just wanted to ask how exactly you plan to make my life difficult?"
Ryan didn’t expect Charlotte to remain so defiant. He blurted out: "I...I’ll expose all your secrets to the media and make you famous. How does that sound?"