Chapter 127- Could it be?
Twenty minutes later, Charles’s iconic Bugatti Veyron gleamed under the streetlights as it pulled up in front of Janet. Manfred lingered behind her, watching helplessly as she smiled warmly at another man and slipped into his arms, a sharp pain piercing his heart.
After Charles left, Peggy and Simon pulled Manfred back inside. Manfred cast a forlorn glance toward the disappearing tail lights, silently wondering if Janet truly belonged to someone else now—and if he had lost his chance forever.
"You didn’t tell me Manfred was here," Charles said calmly, his eyes fixed ahead, his tone tinged with displeasure.
"Sorry, I didn’t know he was here either!" Janet admitted sheepishly, flicking her tongue out. She’d promised not to see Manfred again; tonight was just a coincidence. She had no idea Simon had called her to a place where Manfred was present. From now on, she would avoid any contact with him.
"Oh, and I saw Elvira at the bar. She’s changed so much, I barely recognized her," Janet added, the memory of that chilling glance still lingering in her mind. Though she once hated Elvira and her mother, she never wanted to retaliate or use Charles’s power against them. The past was behind her, and she chose to forget.
"Janet, stay away from anyone in the Louis family. No matter what happens, don’t get involved. Promise me," Charles said flatly. Elvira’s downfall was her own doing. He intended to watch her transformation from a highborn lady to a despised woman.
"I couldn’t care less about her. I only intervened because of Philip," Janet shrugged indifferently. Elvira’s ruin had nothing to do with her. She didn’t believe Elvira fell because she stole Charles from her.
As the car turned a corner, Janet pointed to a shining five-star hotel ahead. "Charles, have you eaten? I’m really hungry!"
She’d only had a lemon juice all evening, and her usually small appetite suddenly felt empty.