Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Moore Howard pulled her to stand on a certain street corner.

“How did it go?” He asked her.

Blanche Capra where remembering that, “Been a little busy lately, haven’t had time.”

Moore Howard then yanked up her wrist, anger was evident on his face, “No time? What have you been up to every day? Too busy falling in love with York Charlie?!”

Blanche Capra let him tug at her without struggling, “How am I supposed to help you with that if I’m not in a relationship with York Charlie? Also, I don’t have to be around York Charlie all the time, I’m unemployed right now, I don’t have to get a job?”

Moore Howard laughed, “You’re getting bolder and bolder now, how dare you speak to me so loudly? Aren’t you at all afraid that I’m going to blow the whistle on you?”

Blanche Capra was always threatened by him in this way, her heart wasn’t not angry, she shook off his hand with force, and said with a cold expression, “I said, if you reveal my affair, you won’t be able to get away with it yourself,” she thought of his eagerness, and then continued, “Besides, it’s not as if I said that I won’t do the thing, and next week isn’t even here yet, so what are you in a hurry for?”

Moore Howard, however, would no longer believe her, no matter what she said; next week’s bidding was a good opportunity that could not be spared, and he definitely did not want to have the slightest lapse because of the repeated postponements of the woman in front of him. He said coldly, “Blanche Capra, you know what? If I treat you as a pawn in my hand, you are now a discard.”

Blanche Capra’s heart tensed up, could it be, he doesn’t trust himself anymore? So, would he do it himself?

Blanche Capra thought like this, and heard Moore Howard s voice ring out again, “Because … you have moved your feelings. Do you think I’m blind and can’t see it even at this point?”

Moore Howard turned away with those last words.

Just as Blanche Capra suspected, Moore Howard did decide to take matters into his own hands.

He found a woman and drugged York Charlie over the drinks he was due at. Then the woman, while York Charlie is temporarily unconscious, steals an offer to bid on the Charlie Group next week.

But how can York Charlie be so easy to tease? Although he was young, his vigilance was extremely serious, and he caught the stealing woman on the spot.

“Speak! Who sent you?” York Charlie asked blandly.

Although his tone was flat, the chilling aura, and those unfathomable eyes, called out to the woman to scare her half to death. Facing York Charlie’s enquiry, the woman had long been instructed to think of something to say.

“It’s … Miss Capra,” she stammered.

York Charlie’s eyes stared at her, “Which Miss Capra?”

The woman finally blurted out the name that had been on her mind so many times, “Blanche Capra, she ordered me to do it!”

York Charlie’s face showed no emotion, but his tone was dangerous, “Oh? Are you sure?”

The woman was scared, but where she could say anything else but to nod her head busily.

“When you go back, just pretend nothing happened!” York Charlie added.

The woman, however, froze at the sound of this, what did this mean?

“Don’t you want to satisfactorily hand over your duties?” York Charlie said.

Seeing the woman panic and walk away, York Charlie only frowned in contemplation.

Blanche Capra had instructed a woman to steal the quotes from his bidding party? This whole thing was just full of holes! Not to mention that he couldn’t think of a reason for Blanche Capra to do this, but even if she did want to steal it, why not do it herself? Wouldn’t it be easier for him to find out?

But then he remembered that once before at home, she had asked strangely about the bidding meeting, so she wasn’t without suspicion? But assuming that she was really going to do that, then she had an ulterior motive for staying by her side?

The more York Charlie thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the more angry he became.

He loved her to the point where he couldn’t keep his eyes off her, but if she had some ulterior motive for herself, even a preliminary suspicion would be enough to stir up his anger.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her, it was that her heart had never been fully given to him.

It was with this suspicion and anger that York Charlie went to Blanche Capra.

Blanche Capra is still staying at the hotel, looking for a job during the day with no luck, and met Moore Howard, she is a little worried, worried that Moore Howard really does not believe in her, in which case, she and York Charlie are in the same unforeseen crisis?

Moore Howard, what would he do?

Blanche Capra was lying on her bed when she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, and someone came straight in through the lock. She sat up in a panic, and her heart dropped a little when she saw that it was York Charlie.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

But what was with that grim look of anger on York Charlie’s face?

“Blanche Capra, tell me honestly, are you approaching me for some other purpose?!” York Charlie said angrily to her.

Why was he asking himself this all of a sudden? What had happened? Or, did he really find out something? Blanche Capra sat up in bed, her thoughts rushing around for a moment, her mind panicked, but her face didn’t show it, she just frowned lightly.

She did her best to keep her voice calm, “What are you talking about? What other agenda could I have?”

York Charlie suddenly edged closer and pushed her back, his eyes narrowed as he looked at her and asked, “I’m asking you, you said, is there some other agenda?”

Blanche Capra thought about last night and panicked even more, “There’s no other agenda, just get up and talk properly.”

York Charlie doesn’t move and asks her again, “Are you sure, there really isn’t one? I’m telling you, there was a woman who tried to steal my bid, but got caught, she said …” He looked at her and didn’t say any more.

Blanche Capra was growing more and more apprehensive inside, but forced a smile on her face, “You’re not going to tell me that she said I instructed her, are you?”

York Charlie doesn’t say anything, but the answer is obvious.

He looks at her, asking with his eyes, was it you?

“What do I need that bid from you for?” Blanche Capra collects her thoughts, “To cause damage to THE Charlie Group? What good would that do me? Don’t you forget, I’m engaged to you, and when we get married, I’ll have shares in the Charlie Group in my hands.”

Although York Charlie thought she had a point, he was still angry, angry that there was always something between the two of them, angry that she was hiding, angry that she was inscrutable.

York Charlie looked into her watery eyes, reflecting his own face. Wanting to see some more, and some more, he kept moving closer, and closer, his nose catching the sweetness of her breath, and more than anything else, his lips pressed against it.

That soft, tangy, sweet touch.

York Charlie was about to revel in it, and his hand slid involuntarily down, through the heavy obstacles to get closest to her, and he felt her body quiver and catch fire. He felt like he was stirring wave after wave of soft water, the water first spreading out in ripple after ripple, then beginning to undulate and ripple as he went deeper and deeper, the waves of her water just chasing after his own flow.

York Charlie felt like he couldn’t help himself.