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She used to be a wealthy heiress with an entourage wherever she went, but now, she had to queue up to hail a cab with Mrs. Berry and her kids, not to mention being heavily loaded with their baggage.
As all of them couldn’t fit in one cab, Mrs. Berry had to take a separate cab by herself.
The sky was dark, signaling the arrival of a storm. Hoping to avoid it, the cab driver was speeding anxiously along the road when suddenly, he rammed into a Rolls-Royce up ahead.
The cab driver’s face turned pale instantly and got down from his cab to check the situation.
Charlotte sat in the passenger seat and looked out of the window, snapping her brows together.
It was a limited-edition Rolls-Royce Phantom. There were only three units in C Nation and thirty-five worldwide. Even if it were a minor scratch, the cab driver would have to compensate a substantial amount of money, which might cause him to go bankrupt.
The conflict was going to be a hassle and would probably take a long time. Looking up, Charlotte noticed the sky had turned a gloomy grey. The storm was about to hit anytime.
She didn’t want her kids to get soaked in the rain, especially Ellie, who had been physically weak since young. The little girl would definitely catch a cold if the rain got to her.
“Robbie, Jamie, Ellie, stay in the car. I’ll go down and see what’s happening,” Charlotte told her children before getting off the cab.
“Mommy, be careful!” the kids yelled out unanimously.
Fifi the parrot poked its head out of Ellie’s pocket again curiously.
Ellie gave it a tiny snack and petted its fluffy head gently. “Fifi, hold on tight. We’ll be home soon!”
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“Sir, I’m sorry. I didn’t hit your car on purpose.” The cab driver was explaining nervously. “It was the passenger’s fault. She has three kids and a good deal of baggage. My cab is overloaded, so I accidentally bumped into your car.”
When he saw Charlotte, he immediately pointed at her. “You’re responsible for this!”
“Huh? Why?”
Charlotte was about to retort when the window of the Rolls-Royce rolled down.
“Forget it. The president is busy!”
The man seated in the passenger seat spoke as he swept a glance over Charlotte.
“Yes!”
The man in suit nodded and told the cab driver to drive carefully next time before leaving.
Charlotte gazed instinctively at the backseat of the Rolls-Royce when the driver opened the door. To her surprise, she saw a half-naked man with his back to her.
A snarly wound snaked across his back as blood trickled down onto the wolf head tattoo on the small of his back.
Wolf head tattoo? The Wolf head tattoo!
Charlotte’s eyes widened in disbelief. She stared at the tattoo wordlessly as her heart jumped to her throat.
The ferocious wolf was gazing at her, its eyes stained bright red by the man’s blood, looking ever so bloodthirsty.
It’s him!
It really is him!
“Move out of the way!”
The cab driver gave Charlotte an abrupt push, causing her to topple to the ground.
When she looked up again, the Rolls-Royce had disappeared from sight.
Charlotte felt her head buzzing as she stared at the empty road ahead.
Was that him in the car just now? The kids’ father?
Wasn’t he a gigolo at Sultry Night? Why was he in that expensive car with that horrible wound?
“Hey, why did you push my mommy?”
Jamie waved his fists angrily at the cab driver.
“Brat, stop yelling at me. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have gotten this unlucky,” cursed the cab driver.
“You were the one speeding before hitting that car. That’s none of our business!” Robbie retorted in his bubbly voice. “As your passengers, we’re not responsible for your mistake! You violated the traffic law. We can file a complaint against you!”
“Yes, you bullied Mommy. I will ask the police to arrest you!” Ellie pouted furiously and pointed at someone in the middle of the road. “There’s a traffic police!”
Fifi, who was perched on her shoulder, chirped out instantly. “Traffic police! Traffic police!”
“What a nuisance. Get off! I refuse to bring you to your destination anymore.”
The cab driver proceeded to open his trunk and threw their baggage in the middle of the road before leaving in a huff.
“Hey! How could you?”
Charlotte picked up her baggage clumsily and brought the kids to the side of the road.
Meanwhile, the man in the backseat of the Rolls-Royce, Zachary Nacht, looked up and glanced at the rearview mirror.
That woman looks familiar. Where have I seen her before this?
“Mr. Nacht, I’ll inject the anesthetic now!” said the doctor who was dealing with his wound.
“No need.” The man was reading a file in his hand. His wound was bleeding profusely, but he wasn’t bothered at all.
“Um, this may sting a little then. I’m going to stitch your wound up.”
Frowning, the doctor started stitching the wound up. As there was no anesthetic involved, the doctor was more nervous than usual.
The man’s tanned skin glinted under the light icily. His muscles contracted from the immense pain, but his expression remained the same.
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On Monday morning, Charlotte sent the kids to kindergarten with Mrs. Berry before she went to Divine Corporation.
For the past few days, she had blasted her resume out to thirty-five companies. Seventeen of them called her for an interview, but they either rejected her or asked her to wait for their decision.
Only one company offered her a job—the legendary Divine Corporation!
Strange. The SMEs didn’t want to hire me, but why did the corporate giant in the industry, Divine Corporation, call me instead?
When she arrived at the HR department, she finally realized whose plan it was. “It’s you?”
“Long time no see, Miss!” Wesley Holt greeted her with an evil smile. “You’re still pretty after all these years.”
“Wesley Holt, my father fired you from Windt Corporation and left orders that you are not to step into H City for the rest of your life. How dare you return?”
Charlotte knew who he was. Wesley used to be the vice president of Windt Corporation. He tried to take advantage of her, so Richard fired him. She never thought she’d see him again after four long years.
“The Windt family is over the hill. Do you think you’re still the rich heiress?” Wesley snickered. “You’re nothing. I am the one who gives you this job!”
Giving him a glare, Charlotte spun on her heels and left.
“Charlotte, this is your final chance. If you walk out from this door, I guarantee you won’t find a job in H City, unless you are willing to become a hostess in a bar!” Wesley uttered arrogantly.
Furious, Charlotte stormed out of his office.
I will never give in to someone like him!
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