Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 13

After hearing Rosy's story, Jeremy was still unwilling to let go as he said, "Charlotte is well-known for her lack of manners. If she marries Patrick, it will only bring shame to the Archer Family!" In the end, he added, "I will never agree to such absurd things!"

Yes, it was indeed absurd. How come there would be a new bribe after the wedding ceremony? And if it was spread out, wouldn't it make the Cowell Family and the Archer Family become the laughing stock of City Y?

I spoke out my thoughts.

Gina had been cold to me before. But now she treated me nicely as she said, "Caroline is still sensible."

Seeing that I was reluctant, Rosy said to me, "Charlotte, go and see if Diane was hurt just now."

I knew that she was making an excuse to drive me away.

When I was hesitating, Olena came over and invited me to the servants' rooms.

The servants' room was not far from the living room. Although I went in, I leaned

against the door and listened to their conversation. I heard from Rosy that my 4% share alone could earn me millions of dollars of dividends each year.

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According to Rosy, If they didn't agree to her proposal, they should give back all the bonus they had earned on my behalf over the three years and they couldn't get any bonus in the future.

As soon as the money was involved, Jeremy and Gina immediately gave in. They complained a few words. But in the end, they agreed.

After they left, Olena allowed me to go out.

At this time, there was only Rosy in the living room. I went over and said directly, "Grandma, I don't want to marry Patrick anymore. Patrick only has Caroline on his mind."

"It's enough. They have only met for a few days. How come he has her on his mind?" Rosy took my hand again and said, "In fact, I found that the bride was you on the day of the wedding. Moreover, judging from the way you look at Patrick and the way Caroline looks at him, however blurry my eyesight is, I know who cares more about him."

Grandma's words made the corner of my eyes somewhat moistured.

On the day of the wedding, Patrick treated me very well at the beginning.

Now that as I thought about it, it was true that he didn't tell Caroline and me apart before that.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Rosy continued, "I have known Patrick. He is a good boy with good conduct. It is a fate that I can't be with Mr. Cowell. But I hope that you can end up with him and go a long way together to make up for our regret."

It turned out that there was such a purpose in this marriage.

I gave in. I thought that since Patrick was investigating Caroline, he definitely could figure out what had happened before.

In this way, he might change his attitude toward me.

But I also had doubts in my heart, "Grandma, will Patrick agree?"

"He is the most filial. As long as Mr. Cowell asks him to do so, he will definitely agree." Rosy's tone was full of confidence.

Although I still had some doubts in my heart, I was selfish anyway.

(To be continued)

After leaving Rosy's house and returning to Lisa's house, I hadn't slept for almost the whole night.

The next day, I went to an important construction site early. By the time I finished checking everything, it was already at noon. As I stuffed a mouthful of rice and was ready to go to the second construction site, a black car stopped in front of me.

The door of the back seat opened. Before I could react, someone directly reached out and pulled me into the car.

The door was closed. And the car began to move.

As I thought I was kidnapped, a strong hand pinched me in the chin, forcing me to turn my face to the owner of the hand.

It was Patrick.

Patrick's black eyes were as cold as ice. At the last second I was clearly sweating. But now I seemed to fall into an icy cellar.

"Mr. Cowell... What are you doing?"

I looked at him and felt a chill run down my spine.

"Mr. Cowell?" Patrick looked at me with a smile on the corner of his mouth. But he didn't smile at all, "Shouldn't you call me Darling?"

I looked at him in a daze.

Could it be that Rosy had told him the news?