NovelStart"There's no need to be in such a hurry, right? Didn't we already get our application approved?" Charlotte frowned, and she sounded
slightly dissatisfied.
She looked at Otis, who was lying in the sofa with an arrogant posture in front of her.
He was a medium-looking man with a decent figure. He had a square face, lengthy eyes and thick eyes brows. He might look
restrained and polite in front of speople, but he was quite wild and arrogant in front of other people. Only those who were
really close to him could know how sophisticated and sinister he was. He was really not the type Charlotte would like.
Most importantly, he was twelve years older than her.
Tsk, old man.
"What? You have a problem with that?" Otis raised his eyebrows, disdain written on his face, "You think you have other options? Are
you still thinking about your old flfrom the past?"
Charlotte didn't say anything, and the constant heaving of her chest meant she was already angry.
"Huh." Otis didn't care about her reply at all, "I met Luther today and he was indeed good looking."
Charlotte was stunned and her eyes lit up. When they were having dinner just now, she heard Otis say that he had attended a
summit, could it be that Luther was also here?
It had been four years since the engagement party, and she had never seen Luther again.
However, his handsand cool appearance always lingered in her mind. How was it possible for her to forget him? Especially
when she looked at this old and ordinary man in front of her, she could not help but lament. How could they be so different?
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Otis noticed the flickering change in Charlotte's eyes. There was admiration and jealousy.
He sneered, "You're not still imagining those things in your mind. Do you even know what you did? Do you still think Luther will
want you?" As he spoke, he unbuttoned his shirt and then loosened his belt.
"Just mind your own business and leavealone." Charlotte couldn't help but retort, "You have been such a lowly being with a
lowly taste in your bones. Do you even think you can be compared with Luther?"
She was particularly angry and was just lashing out now.
"All your acting in front of everyone... Ah!" She hadn't finished her words when she suddenly let out a miserable cry.
Otis, enraged, dragged her directly to the top of the couch and rampaged all over her body.
Bitch! How dared she say something like that to him!
He was simply venting his anger, without any emotion.
When had Charlotte ever been treated like this? In the past, no matter which man it was, when they were in bed, they would
always coax her, obey her, and satisfy her. Otis was the only one who treated her like a tool, using it just as he saw fit.
It hurt so much, but she gritted her teeth and bore it.
Otis completely ignored Charlotte's feelings, and after venting, he simply pushed her away.
When he saw the tense and unhappy face of Charlotte, he taunted, "You said | was acting before people? What's the difference
between you andthen? Luther must have known the other side of yours and threw you away. You lecherous vicious pretentious
whore! Heh!"
Charlotte bit her lip, pulled her skirt back and clenched her fists.
Damn man! If he didn't have a hold over her, how could she let him bully her, humiliate her, and trample on her like this!
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