Chapter 122: Ending
Charlotte scrolled through her phone, lips twitching. "Unbelievable."
The thousandth post, the millionth share. All about the man in her office.
"Really unbelievable."
One of the onlookers finally groaned. "Will you just accept it already, Charlotte? It was funny for the first few hours; now you’re just being a nuisance."
"The nerve! This is my office, you white-haired imp! Why are you even here?"
Charlotte snapped, pointing at the woman stretched across her favorite couch.
Bianca, lounging like royalty, sipped from a cocktail glass without a care in the world. She was absentmindedly scrolling through a smartphone. Bianca pointed to Elian and then Charlotte.
"Elian needs Ned. Ned is here. I need Elian. So I’m here."
The Tyrant was kneeling beside Ned, who was in full armor. He had a hand buried in Ned’s shoulder plate.
Charlotte’s thumb scrolled faster, but her thoughts couldn’t keep up. The comments, the selfies, the absolute madness—they were all laughing while the world hunted him.
"But seriously, how does any of this make a single bit of sense? There were three bounties placed on him by the guilds’ factions that control the world. Yet all I can see are posts about influences racing to come here tomorrow! All for a few crowns? It’s insane!"