Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

In the neon flashing nightclub, each box staged a different drama, where a lot of sins were privy to, and all the desires of human sexual instincts were unleashed.

Moore Howard sat on the couch, surrounded by beautiful women wearing vile perfumes and revealing clothes, trying to please him.

But he never smiled, his somber demeanor intimidating.

His eyes looked straight ahead, but they had long since emptied, and what was he looking at? — The image of Blanche Capra and York Charlie killing each other must have been wonderful.

The feud between him and Blanche Capra wasn’t over yet.

Since Blanche Capra won’t play nice, prepare yourself for how it feels to be counted out by the one you love, as she’ll soon realize.

However, Moore Howard is also the one who didn’t expect York Charlie to be investigating THE Charlie Group so soon.

Did he get his memory back?

In any case, Moore Howard said to the person on the phone who was doing the job, “You should have taken good care of all the information I gave you earlier, right?”

“Yes.”

“Find the right opportunity to drop the bag, and definitely don’t reveal it.”

“Yes.”

After hanging up the phone, a smile finally surfaced on Moore Howard’s always gloomy face, but this smile, too, was creepy.

“Blanche Capra, your good days are over.”

…

Blanche Capra sneezes, and the maid puts a coat on her, asking with concern, “Careful you don’t catch a cold, ma’am.”

Blanche Capra looks back and realizes that she hadn’t been working in her study for a while before she wandered off over York Charlie, oblivious to the fact that the window had been blown open by the wind.

“Maybe someone was cursing me.” Blanche Capra said, a helpless smile appearing on her face.

How much York Charlie hated her now was beyond her, but as of yet, she hadn’t found a way to get him to like her again.

Was this how it was going to be, being hostile for the rest of his life?

Blanche Capra couldn’t figure it out either.

Not daring to think about it, she turned back to the maid and asked, “What brings you here so promptly?”

“Oh, I came to bring you snacks and tea, and I came in and saw you staring.” The maid said as she closed the window and pulled the curtains shut, blocking all the thick night color out of the window.

A person who stares at the night for too long when they are sad will only add to their sadness.

Even the servants knew to be mindful of Blanche Capra, yet York Charlie still did that to his wife.

“When President Charlie regains his memory, we’ll be sure to help you speak well of him.”

Speaking of which, these servants have been working here for a few years now.

Blanche Capra smiles, “That will be a trouble for you guys, by the way, I forgot to tell you guys not too long ago, you also have year-end bonuses as employees of THE Charlie family, I’ll send them to you all together on New Year’s Day.”

“Thank you ma’am!”

“You’re welcome, isn’t that what York Charlie does? I’m just continuing what he did.” Blanche Capra said, her eyes emptying again, her thoughts drifting off somewhere, “I want to leave everything as it is until he gets back.”

So far, she was doing all right.

The only thing that was a little unsatisfying was that now she was so broken by the amnesiac York Charlie that even if a miracle happened, she didn’t know if she had the heart to live a so-called happy life.

She was tired.

“I’m a little sleepy, so I’ll go to my room and rest.” Blanche Capra got up, “Those treats, you just take them.”

Her slow and heavy steps made her figure, look so lonely.

“Mrs. …”

…

York Charlie’s matter of getting his men to start investigating the Charlie Group quickly came to fruition.

The information that was placed on his desk had already been switched, and inside was a rumor compiled by Moore Howard – that Blanche Capra had entered the Charlie Group through improper means and become its president.

She was part of the Charlie Group, but the original president of the Charlie Group was still young and was pushed out in favor of her.

No matter how you think about it, it’s unbelievable.

And the original president was her fiancé – York Charlie, who is reading the profile right now.

In other words, Blanche Capra kicked out York Charlie, climbed into the seat of president of THE Charlie Group, and then tried to trick him, who knew nothing about it after his amnesia – that she’d always loved him, and that that feeling had never changed.

The liar.

In fact, she was after his position as president of the Charlie Group, wasn’t she?

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York Charlie’s hand trembled slightly as he gripped the information, he couldn’t describe how he felt right now – whether it was disgust or hatred.

He hadn’t expected Blanche Capra to do something like this.

The bidding meeting was fine, but to take away someone else’s family estate and show up in front of him with a straight face, didn’t Blanche Capra feel any shame?

He recalled the words Blanche Capra said in the parking lot elevator, at that time he didn’t understand what it meant, now he knew.

Blanche Capra was showing off for him.

York Charlie didn’t have it in him to absorb the crushing blow for a moment, and he rose from his chair, pacing back and forth across the office, desperately trying to keep down the food that was surging up his esophagus.

With indignation in his constricted pupils, he took a deep breath, looked up and closed his eyes.

Blanche Capra’s innocent face came to him.

In the next instant, he rushed into the bathroom, hugged the toilet and threw up, all the while bits and pieces kept flashing through his mind – his repeated arguments with Blanche Capra, and Blanche Capra’s history of hurting him.

She’d gone to great lengths to get close to him, to seduce him, to get him caught up in the vortex she’d created, and she’d withdrawn herself and robbed him of all he had.

Even his memories, perhaps, were taken from him by her.

York Charlie doesn’t regain his memories, he just remembers bits and pieces.

Coupled with this information, York Charlie has basically decided that Blanche Capra approached him with the intent of stealing everything from him, and after getting her way, tried to start over with him.

She’s daydreaming less.

York Charlie hit the flush button on the flushing toilet and he stood up, his breath not yet calmed, the bitter taste in his mouth a reminder of the truth of what he’d just seen.

The more he thought back, the deeper Blanche Capra became in his mind, giving him a headache.

Walking out of the restroom, he happened to bump into his assistant, who saw him looking blue and asked worriedly, “President Charlie, are you okay? Are you not feeling well?”

“It’s fine, I just remembered some sickening memories.” York Charlie responded coldly.

He had no way of explaining what his heart was aching for right now, all he knew was that the next thing he had to do was take THE Charlie Group back from Blanche Capra.

Even if he couldn’t get it back, he was going to let THE Charlie Group be destroyed in his hands because it was his.

Not only that, but he wants Blanche Capra to pay the price.

As for what it would take, York Charlie was in no hurry right now.

Even if a person like Blanche Capra was hypocritical and packaged herself in a beautiful and generous manner, sooner or later, she would be exposed one day, and she would never be able to hide her rotten heart.

He was just waiting for the time when she would reveal her cracks.