Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

As soon as these words fell, the scene was as silent as an instant silencing.

Everyone looked over after the direction of the voice, and a man with a well-tailored suit, a slender body, a deeply contoured face, and a powerful and domineering aura appeared, and there was no one present who did not recognise him.

He is York Charlie.

York Charlie met everyone’s gaze with a calm stride and swept his first glance over to Blanche Capra’s side, when he saw that Blanche Capra was being shielded by Lorcan George, his brows furrowed, but he moved away with just a glance.

Blanche Capra, who noticed the change in his line of sight, actually felt a pang of loss in her heart.

Shireen Miller and Mrs. Casey, along with Lorcan George and Blanche Capra, stood in the circle the reporters had wrapped themselves into, while York Charlie looked at them across those reporters and stood still.

The reporters finally came back to their senses.

“President Charlie! Just now your mother said that Shireen Miller is the future daughter-in-law of THE Charlie family, is this true?”

York Charlie replied blandly, “Of course not, I don’t have any stray brothers.”

“York!” shouted Mrs. Casey, “What kind of talk is that, Shireen is your future daughter-in-law, your fiancée!”

York Charlie glanced over, and Shireen Miller bowed her head in mock shyness and didn’t say a word.

“Mum, haven’t you seen the news? I’ve made it very clear to the press who my girlfriend is.”

Hearing this Shireen Miller’s face instantly turned pale and unsightly.

Mrs. Casey glared at him with hatred and pointed at Blanche Capra on one side, “You mean her? How does she deserve to be your girlfriend? Look at her, she’s still in someone’s arms, I will never approve of such a woman who goes around flirting with women!”

Mrs Casey never refuted his son in public, this time, she was really angry.

Lorcan George felt the body of the woman in his arms stiffen, but did not keep pushing back at him like earlier. He turned his head to look at Mrs. Casey, “Mrs. Casey, you are the elder, I can’t say anything about you, but please don’t casually discredit other people’s reputation, can’t it be true that you came here in broad daylight just to follow this pretentious woman and go crazy together?”

Mrs. Casey was too angry to speak.

The crowd was waiting to see how she would retaliate, after all, she had a set against Blanche Capra earlier, but to their surprise it was York Charlie who spoke next.

“Young Master George is quite the talker, but isn’t it not nice to have my woman in your arms like that?”

Blanche Capra’s heart lifted as she watched his sharp eyes and approaching steps, thinking, He’s finally coming over.

The two men stared at each other, and the journalists who stood between them scattered with a huff, as if they were afraid that something would explode in the open space between those three steps, killing and wounding them.

It was as if Lorcan George could feel the changes in Blanche Capra’s moods, which had relaxed and tightened, tightened and relaxed, ever since York Charlie had appeared. At that moment, York Charlie walked up to them, and surprisingly, he could sense that she was expectant and happy, although there was that slight hint of uneasiness.

The more Lorcan George becomes certain that Blanche Capra cares about York Charlie, the more he becomes disenchanted and the more he tries to win her back. Even though he knew she had never felt the same way about him as a man and a woman.

Lorcan George suddenly smiled provocatively at York Charlie.

He released his hold on Blanche Capra, pushed her away slightly, and said to her with a bitter smile, “The last time I confessed my love to you, you didn’t say yes; this time, will you say yes?”

Lorcan George mentions the last time and states that Blanche Capra didn’t say yes, and everyone hears it, he’s whitewashing Blanche Capra! Without any regard for the fact that he had lost face and become the butt of other people’s jokes.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Blanche Capra again froze, heart also instantly understand his intention, can not help but be touched. The next moment he saw him pull something out of his pocket, and said to her with a wistful face, “little sweetheart, do you remember this?”

He unfolded it, and it was a palm-sized piece of yellowed drawing-paper, on which two persons, Lorcan George, then chubby as a round ball, and Blanche Capra, with two braided pigtails and arched brows, stood hand in hand.

Written in crooked letters on the blank space of the paper–

“little sweetheart owes George Chubby a wish that lasts forever!”

Blanche Capra looked shocked.

I don’t know how many years have passed, and he actually turned it out? And, taking it out now …

Blanche Capra bit her lip, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

I wonder how much I really owe him … Blanche Capra sighed darkly.

That’s when Lorcan George added, “You said it would always work, so promise to be my girlfriend?” He smiled childishly, but was incredibly serious.

Time seemed to stand still as everyone waited for Blanche Capra’s answer.

Blanche Capra had nothing to think about, having long intended to make Lorcan George dead to her, so how could she say yes to him? She moved her mouth, gathering the courage to look him straight in the eye, her refusal about to be uttered.

But a soft laugh suddenly rang out.

“It’s just a casual joke you made when you were a kid, and now you’re asking for a promise to be honoured, Young Master George, you’re so naive!” York Charlie said.

Lorcan George was angered by him but ignored him, only looking at Blanche Capra, waiting for her reply.

York Charlie’s words, did not say okay, said like a stone hit Blanche Capra’s head, make her painful to wake up. He always treated things that were dear to others with such contempt, just as he had tried to dismiss her with a flippant remark like that back then.

The same, after all this time, it was still the same!

Blanche Capra clenched her fists and spoke in a somewhat self-deprecating manner, “York Charlie is right, it’s just a casual joke, you shouldn’t take it seriously, why bother?”

Why bother? Why bother? Blanche Capra’s heart began to ache again, so hard that she wanted to bend over.

The corners of her eyes were sore.

As soon as she had said this, Lorcan George was completely stung, his eyes began to flutter and he didn’t dare to put them back on Blanche Capra’s face, he would hurt too, he was afraid that he would hurt too hard.

He was even afraid that he, a big man, would not be able to hold back his tears from the pain.

York Charlie heard that Blanche Capra agreed with her and rejected Lorcan George as he wished, he should have been very happy, but I don’t know why, he just couldn’t be happy, he always felt that Blanche Capra had something in her words, it’s hard not to be, between the two of them, not just Lorcan George’s wishful thinking? Is it possible that it’s not just Lorcan George?

At this moment, he saw Blanche Capra as if she was in great pain, his heart tightened, and he stretched out a hand towards her, saying coaxingly, “Blanche, come here, I’ll take you home.”

The long, slender hand came toward her, palm up, fingertips slightly upturned, gentle and very strong.