Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra didn’t think that York Charlie would voluntarily come to the house to see her, or rather, she thought that such a thing had become a luxury.

But something so incredible did happen.

She happened to be sleeping at the time, exhausted from work, and was dreaming about York Charlie at the same time.

She dreamed that York Charlie was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking at her tenderly, reaching up to caress her face, leaving a kiss on her forehead, and telling her, “I remember everything, and I’m sorry for putting you through all this these days.”

In that moment, Blanche Capra felt that all the hard work before had been worth it.

She cried and shook her head, “It wasn’t hard at all, as long as you’re back.”

Blanche Capra didn’t realize that in reality she was crying too, she was stuck in a nightmare and was slow to wake up until an impatient knock on the door finally entered her ears.

Blanche Capra’s eyes snapped open, her collarbones were covered in her tears and there was no telling just how long she had been crying.

The knocking still hadn’t stopped, and there was the eager voice of the maid at the door, “Ma’am, get up quickly, there’s a guest you’re sure to be very pleasantly surprised to see.”

Who is it?

The maid’s voice was trembling, her tone could not hide the joy, she was happy for Blanche Capra.

Blanche Capra should have come up with the answer on second thought, but since she had already classified York Charlie as impossible, she couldn’t think of who it was.

Wearing nothing but a thin halter dress that gave her goosebumps from the cold as soon as she left the comforter, she hurriedly threw on her satin robe and tied it in a knot, and went barefoot to answer the door.

Blanche Capra yawned and said in a languid tone, “Who’s-”

The words were only halfway out of her mouth when the person in front of her made her entire body freeze.

“York …”

He finally remembered?

Blanche Capra froze for two seconds, then got so excited she couldn’t speak properly, “That, you wait for me downstairs, I’ll be down there, soon.”

She had just gotten up now, so she was in her loungewear and her hair was a mess, she really didn’t want York Charlie to see her like this.

“No, I’ll just talk to you in my room.” York Charlie said expressionlessly, his reaction was cold and hard, bringing the atmosphere down to freezing point.

Blanche Capra could see that York Charlie hadn’t come here to shake her hand and make peace, she sighed and nodded, “I see, then you can sit there on the couch for a bit while I change.”

“No, let’s just simply finish.”

Blanche Capra was a little angry, “You’re the one who came to me to talk about things, can you please show some respect? I just want to change my clothes, it’s not like I’m going to run away.”

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“Fine, just hurry up.” York Charlie reluctantly agreed.

Blanche Capra told the maid to go down and bring tea and snacks up, “Just follow his previous taste.”

“Okay.”

Blanche Capra’s words were just heard by York Charlie, and now he can be sure – Blanche Capra really stole all of him, even this home is also his.

Even if they had a relationship before, it was full of lies and calculations.

Blanche Capra, he will not let her go just like that.

At this point, Blanche Capra has not yet realized that the man in the house with her is no longer the old York Charlie, and she is still in the checkroom fantasizing about being able to jog his memory with a piece of clothing she once displayed in front of him.

She was daydreaming.

Changing into a slim white lace dress over a wide leather jacket, Blanche Capra didn’t have time to primp her hair, so she simply scrunched it all up and tied it in a high ponytail.

After washing up, Blanche Capra stared at herself in the mirror, always used to a plain face, but recent events had left her looking really haggard, her face as pale as paper, her lips slightly purple, and the dark circles under her eyes were deep.

A woman for her own good, she simply put on some powder, rose-colored blush, bean-sand lipstick, before returning to the house.

York Charlie had already waited impatiently, seeing her change so drastically all of a sudden, in his heart, although he was amazed, but more than that, he still felt disgusted, “In fact, you don’t have to get ready for so long, I’m just here to ask for a person and then I’ll leave.”

And Blanche Capra clearly took his visit as an invitation.

Blanche Capra paused, “What do you mean?”

Ask for someone?

“I don’t have anyone here but me, who do you want?” Blanche Capra thought what he was saying was getting really inexplicable, it was clouding her hearing.

“My mother.” York Charlie told her, word for word.

Blanche Capra was even more confused at this point, “Mom’s out of the country right now, what the hell are you talking about?”

While it was good that he remembered that he still had a mother, she was really pissed off when he falsely accused her of hiding Mrs. Casey here.

“Don’t you dare lie to me, I know you have my mom here,” York Charlie said and then felt something was wrong, “Also, she’s not your mom, we the Charlie family won’t acknowledge your existence.”

Upon hearing York Charlie’s words, Blanche Capra nearly lost her breath.

She held the back of her aching head and her eyes reddened before she could speak.

“York Charlie, you can’t go too far, even if I like you as much as I do, there is a limit to my patience.” Blanche Capra’s voice was laced with sobs.

She was just so weak in front of him that she had to shed tears without saying a few words.

But York Charlie always had a way of making her cry too.

York Charlie wasn’t intimidated, he just thought this woman was unbelievable.

“I should be the one to say this, I’ve put up with you for a long time, I can accept the fact that you moved on the bidding meeting, and that business competition is inevitably a little bit shady, but you hurt Delia, and then tried to kidnap my mom to blackmail me, what are you up to.”

Blanche Capra’s eyes widened and her lips parted slightly as she gasped for air.

“I kidnapped your mom? Where did you hear that rumor from,” Blanche Capra finally couldn’t take his vitriol and yelled back at him, “She’s my mother-in-law, I can’t even afford to honor her, why would I kidnap her?!”

When the suggestion to go abroad was raised by Blanche Capra, at first Mrs. Casey was worried that Blanche Capra couldn’t handle it and was reluctant, but after Blanche Capra’s repeated exhortations, she still went abroad.

Thanks to Blanche Capra’s arrangement, Mrs. Casey’s mood was much better and her body was not as weak as before.

No matter how Blanche Capra explained it, it was all sophistry in York Charlie’s eyes.

He wanted people now.

“If you don’t let go, I’ll find it myself.” York Charlie rummaged around in the cupboards, “And you don’t have to pretend anymore, I know I own this house, and sooner or later you’re going to get kicked out by me.”

“York Charlie, you asshole …,” Blanche Capra ran out of breath to even curse him, all she could do was stand still and watch him rummage around as her eyes burst into tears.

She sobbed so hard that she developed hyperventilation syndrome, and it was the servants who rushed up who ended up coming up to save her.

York Charlie was like a tyrant now, and the sight of the servant shielding Blanche Capra and looking at him with a reproachful and disappointed look made him furious.

“Who told you to come up here, the two of us, Ms. Blanche Capra and I, need to talk about personal matters, it’s not appropriate for you, a servant, to be here, is it?”

The maid braced herself as she hugged Blanche Capra, holding the possibility of being scolded or not.

“It is inappropriate, but I must protect Mistress.”

Because that’s what York Charlie used to do.