"Go" she hissed.
I began to head down the hallway and then stopped in my tracks, realizing that I had left behind my handbag. I gave a growl of exasperation and indicated to the bodyguard that I was going back as he nodded and waited at the end of the hallway. I began to slowly walk back, cursing my lack of foresight. Charlotte was going to be even angrier now when I interrupted her. Some instinct in me, made me stop just out of sight and peer around the corner of the doorway.
Charlotte had her back to me. She was leaning over Johnathon. "You always thought you were so smart" she murmured as I listened intently, debating whether to call out or wait, hesitant, "you think I don't know that you've occasionally compared me to that b***h ex-wife of yours Flair?" she gave a low chuckle while
