Chapter 179: THE LAST STRAW
A/N: this Chapter is dedicated to Monica_Povey. Thanks for the golden ticket.
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Charlotte stepped into the grand hall just as the last of the guests were making their way out. The glittering chandeliers cast a dim golden glow over the now almost empty hall. There were half-empty champagne glasses, scattered rose petals, littered everywhere.
She sighed in frustration. So much for witnessing the grand event. She had spent the entire evening lost in the labyrinthine halls of Halkhall central city hall, listening to the nonsense of that sniveling fool who couldn’t even carry her properly. What was his name again? Leonard? No... Lincoln. Useless man.
But all annoyance faded the moment she spotted Alanis and Harlow standing together, their hands intertwined as they greeted the guest leaving. Anyone looking at them would see them as the perfect couple right now.
For the first time in a long time, Alanis wasn’t wearing that cold, unreadable expression. His eyes softened as he looked at his wife. Even if she hated him, calling him sweetheart before all of these people was enough to make him sleep peacefully tonight.
At least, she had rejected Andrew before everyone for him.
Charlotte’s lips curled into a small smile. Maybe this gala was worth it after all. If things continued this way... maybe, just maybe, her beloved Alex would finally return to her.
Alanis caught sight of her then, his sharp eyes scanning her from head to toe. His brows furrowed in concern. "Where have you been? You look a mess."
Charlotte barely had time to respond before he was already fixing her hair, straightening the pins that had come loose. His touch was careful, a stark contrast to the powerful man the world feared.