Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

THE GEORGE FAMILY, the wind was blowing.

To be honest, Lorcan George didn’t believe Blanche Capra’s words, he still felt that she was acting out of favoritism because there was no evidence pointing to it being Moore Howard either.

York Charlie, on the other hand, is highly suspicious.

But looking at Blanche Capra’s reaction that day, Lorcan George felt that things are not that simple, so he sent someone to investigate the death of old George, revealing his own scars.

Well worth it, he followed the trail, layer upon layer of suspects to find, and finally found that it really has something to do with Moore Howard.

So it seems that what Blanche Capra said that day was true.

He called Blanche Capra first thing, but she was asleep and didn’t see it.

Unfortunately, York Charlie came out of the shower and saw the phone lit up on the couch.

He hung up a couple times and Lorcan George still called next, York Charlie was helpless, “Doggone it.”

Afraid of waking Blanche Capra, who had managed to fall asleep, York Charlie turned to the den to answer the phone, “What do you want with Blanche? She’s asleep, I’ll hang up if there’s nothing else.”

The attitude was as bad as it could get, this was the biggest mercy York Charlie could muster, if it wasn’t for Blanche Capra talking from the sidelines, he would have made Lorcan George look good.

As soon as Lorcan George heard that it was York Charlie’s voice, he hurriedly called out, “Don’t hang up yet, it just so happens that I’m looking for you for something as well, let’s talk on the phone first.”

He had planned to find a time to talk to York Charlie at the Charlie Group, but he didn’t expect it to come so soon.

“What is it, just tell me.” York Charlie was impatient.

“I apologize for misunderstanding you for so long before over my dad’s death.” Lorcan George bowed his head to York Charlie, he was truly feeling guilty.

After OLD George’s death, he had teamed up with THE Howard Group to suppress THE Charlie Group in business, and then tried to use Blanche Capra to lure him out when he failed.

A while ago, he even planned to assassinate him, which if not for Blanche Capra to stop, he will be punished by the law, not to mention that he is also aiding and abetting the evil.

York Charlie thought he was going to say something nasty to irritate him again, but he didn’t expect to clear himself so quickly.

“By the sound of your voice, it looks like you’ve found the real mastermind behind this.”

Matters that had nothing to do with him, York Charlie wouldn’t pay attention to, so when Lorcan George misunderstood him as the murderer of old George, he didn’t make any explanation.

There’s no need to investigate; it’s Moore Howard eighty-nine times out of ten.

Lorcan George spoke the name York Charlie had in mind, “Well, it’s Moore Howard.”

York Charlie grunted, not mocking Lorcan George, but feeling really embarrassed by the current situation.

“I knew it, in the end, we’re still being played by Moore Howard.” York Charlie laughed to himself as he asked again, “And then what? What’s your point?”

“I heard you were dealing with Moore Howard, and I thought I’d help if I could,” Lorcan George spoke slowly, but his anger had been building up for a long time and was ready to explode, “I’ll give Moore Howard a taste of what it’s like to be played with. the palm of his hand.”

“You have that in mind, so naturally I have no reason to refuse.” York Charlie quickly agreed to his request.

Instead of going it alone, it was better to work together.

But Blanche Capra, York Charlie was dead set on not letting Lorcan George have a chance to take advantage of it, and as things stood, Lorcan George thought to himself that he wasn’t qualified to compete with York Charlie for Blanche Capra anymore.

With Lorcan George’s help, the chances of catching Moore Howard are even greater. After all, Lorcan George was a rich young man before, and was quite famous in the circle of rich kids, and he was well connected enough to get his friends to help send people to ask for information as well.

As they pressed closer, Moore Howard took a step back.

Sooner or later, there would be no turning back.

Moore Howard still goes back to the city, and he often drinks at bars where he can hide, not to mention get wind of what’s going on.

Just recently, he’d heard that Lorcan George and York Charlie were looking for someone.

“Who? Such a big name?”

“Call, Moore Howard.”

At that moment a policeman happened to come to check and asked everyone to pull out their IDs.

“Who comes to drink and brings ID.”

“Exactly.”

“Then please come with us to the station to check the information.”

“I’m sorry comrade policeman, I just meant I don’t have it with me, but I can report the number.”

“…”

The search comes to Moore Howard’s side and Moore Howard puts his head down, blocking his face.

With the police right behind him and a back door next to him, he had no choice but to take the plunge.

“Hey, you’re being called, ID.” The cop poked him in the back.

Moore Howard jerked back and smashed his glass over his head, swiped the stool again to block the way, turned and ran.

He’d dodged another bullet, but whether he’d have that kind of luck next time, he didn’t know.

Moore Howard decided to take one more desperate step.

He disappeared into the darkness of the night.

…

Morning, the Charlie family cottage.

Blanche Capra and York Charlie are just now having breakfast.

Blanche Capra mentions the day of her wound dressing change, “The doctor said to go in for another dressing change.” That was the price she had to pay for insisting she wouldn’t get stitches.

“Then I’ll have the doctor come over and change it for you.” York Charlie didn’t look up.

“No, I’m going to go to the hospital myself.” Blanche Capra split the meat he’d chucked into her bowl into two pieces and stuffed one into her mouth, “I’ve been staying home for the past few days, and I feel like I’m going to get moldy.”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

On the contrary, the weather in the city had been gray and cloudy for the past few days, sometimes there would be a rain shower at night, and when they woke up, the windows were misty and the air was wet.

It was a rare day when it wasn’t raining and the air was dry, so Blanche Capra wanted to go out and get some air.

York Charlie was still uneasy, “It’s cold out there and it’s been blowing.”

“Do you mean you want me to stay out all winter?” Blanche Capra sank, teasing him, of course.

What could York Charlie do with Blanche Capra, he still had to oblige her, and he explained again and again to Blanche Capra’s accompanying driver, “Make sure you protect her from any accidents.”

It was her medication change that the driver had to watch her go into the infirmary.

“Okay.”

Blanche Capra’s mouth felt that York Charlie was nagging, but in her heart, she was happy, “You woke him up in the morning just to say these words, he probably hasn’t even eaten breakfast yet.”

It was only seven o’clock even for them, one had to work and the other was a light sleeper.

“Go on down.”

“Okay.”

Blanche Capra didn’t think York Charlie was making a big deal out of it; she was careful herself, but a thousand precautions couldn’t play with Moore Howard’s mind.

Shortly after York Charlie left for the office, she went to the hospital to change her medicine, and the driver was to follow her into the infirmary, but was disliked by the nurse, “How can a big man like you come in here and wait outside.”

Blanche Capra’s eyes signaled, forget it.

“Fine.” The driver then chose to wait outside.

As soon as the door closed and the medication was changed, Blanche Capra felt she was getting a little dizzy, and what the nurse was saying she gradually couldn’t hear, as if it was getting farther and farther away from her.

Immediately afterward, consciousness was lost.

When she woke up again, she was lying on the floor, and right in front of her, Moore Howard was standing, looking down at her from above.

Gazing at her with a smile on his face.

Blanche Capra sat up as if she had a nightmare, and the pain from her wounds told her that she wasn’t dreaming, that Moore Howard was really there.

He had kidnapped her once again.

Blanche Capra didn’t even want to count how many times, she just knew this time it was going to be bad.

“Awake?” Moore Howard’s tone was as cold as his demeanor.