Chapter 685
Chapter 685
Chapter 685 You’re Indeed A Spoiled Child
Aidan placed the bowl before her and slowly said, “Do elaborate.”
Leanna explained, “He went to the studio yesterday afternoon and told Charlotte he would bring her away from Highside. Also, he told her not to tell us about it under the pretense of not implicating us in this matter. Since he’s the uncle Charlotte trusted the most, and along with the fact that she didn’t want to implicate us, of course, she would believe in his words. Also, Joseph and Charlotte initially agreed to meet at 8.00PM, and Joseph would bring her to a safe place. As Charlotte’s uncle, his actions seemed reasonable, and even if I were at the studio back then, I might not find a reason to stop him from taking Charlotte away either.”
Then, she continued, “But the problem is, for some reason, Joseph specifically went there during the afternoon to inform Charlotte. He knew she was in danger but didn’t immediately bring her away. Instead, he had to wait until 8.00PM to fetch her, and let’s not mention Zoe getting involved in this matter and managing to persuade Charlotte to stay. In addition, when Joseph arrived, at approximately 8.00PM, that group of men arrived, which means that even if Zoe didn’t manage to persuade Charlotte to stay, and she left with Joseph, they would also encounter that group of men. What’s more coincidental was that according to what Keaton said, Joseph wouldn’t be able to take Charlotte away if those men hadn’t appeared out of the blue.”
“I guess that Joseph knew you had sent people to guard Charlotte, so he couldn’t continue with his plan under that situation. So, he went to the studio and coaxed Charlotte to leave with him. Once she agreed, he would arrange for the act that night, but for the act to happen, Charlotte must agree to leave with him. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to implement his plan. Zoe told me that when those men came after them, the scene was so chaotic that she focused all her attention on Charlotte and didn’t notice what Joseph was doing. In that situation, Charlotte was being brought away, and as her
uncle, Joseph kept his presence low, which could only mean one thing—he never said a word since the start and didn’t try to stop it.”
Leanna said all that in one go and suddenly felt chills run down her spine.
She remembered Zoe mentioning that Charlotte yelled for Joseph to send Zoe to the hospital before she was brought away.
If that was true, it meant Charlotte might still not know that the person who planned all this was her most-trusted uncle.
Aidan smiled. “How did you analyze so much in such a short time?”
Leanna replied, “I had a bad feeling about this since listening to Keaton’s description of what happened last night. Along with what Zoe told me, I thought this whole thing seemed off.”
When she got to that point, she stopped and frowned. “But there’s still something I can’t figure out.”
“What’s that?”
“Since Joseph’s men had successfully brought Charlotte away, why would he send Zoe to the hospital and wait with the others? That makes me doubt all the guesses I told you just now.”
Aidan calmly replied, “You’re right. He sent Zoe to the hospital because he didn’t have the time to escape.”
Stunned, Leanna repeated, “He didn’t have the time to escape?”
“Keaton should have told you that he chased after them almost immediately, so Joseph didn’t have much time. In his whole arrangement, Zoe was an accident, but he must bring Charlotte away. Since he had gone through so much to get Charlotte, it means that he still doesn’t want her to know the truth.”
After listening to that, Leanna instantly understood the situation and felt numbness in her scalp. She subconsciously replied, “So he didn’t leave with those people but waited until they left… but by that time, Keaton arrived, so he made do with the situation and pretended he was about to send Zoe to the hospital?”
Aidan hummed slightly in response. “Since things had escalated to that point, he clearly couldn’t escape, so he decided to come with us. That’s because he can use this incident as his alibi.”
“So… Where is he now?”
“I told him to go home.” Aidan explained, “Since we want to know where Charlotte is, he is the best option to start with.”
Drawing a breath, Leanna stayed silent for a while before saying, “Since Charlotte has been kept in the dark about this, I’m worried she might get hurt.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Aidan assured her, “Don’t worry. He most probably took Charlotte away because he wanted to do something in Jamesdon. As long as they are still in Highside, she will be safe.”
Leanna parted her lips, wanting to say something, but Aidan cut her off. “Let’s eat. The food’s getting cold.”
That caused Leanna to withdraw whatever she was about to say and half-heartedly drink her soup.
She was worried about Charlotte’s condition.
…
On the other hand, since Charlotte refused to comply and was causing a ruckus after she was brought away, the man in the lead knocked her unconscious.
When she came to, she found herself in an unfamiliar room.
She slowly sat up and felt like her world was spinning.
After shaking her head, she felt less dizzy and got off the bed. But her hands were tied, so she could only kick the door and yell, “Open the door! Open the door!”
Two minutes later, the door was finally opened, and the man in the lead from last night appeared before her.
He looked at Charlotte emotionlessly. “Miss Woodley, I’d suggest you behave yourself. This is not the Woodley Residence.”
Feeling her heart sink, Charlotte retreated in fear but mustered her courage to threaten him, “E-Even if we’re not inside the Woodley Residence, you still have to feed me. I’m hungry. I hadn’t eaten since last night, and if you starve me to death, my dad and grandfather will never forgive you!”
The man stared at her for a long time. “Oh, what would you like to eat?”
Charlotte purposefully ordered a few Jamesdon specialty dishes and arrogantly demanded, “I want all of that, and buy me a smoothie. I want it at room temperature and with no ice.”
The man snorted. “Miss Woodley, you are indeed a spoiled child. None of that is available.”
“W-What do you have?”
“You’ll eat whatever we bring you.”
Afterward, the man slammed the door shut with a bang.
Then, Charlotte walked with difficulty toward the couch with sweat-drenched hands.
A while later, the door was opened again.
Charlotte glanced at the food and was instantly sure they were still in Highside.
Without mentioning other things, she was a foodie and could instantly distinguish Jamesdon cuisine and Highside cuisine with one glance.