Chapter 75
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Whitney tried to stop her but it was way too late.
When Charlotte pushed open the guest room door, everyone got a full eyeful of what was happening inside.
Marco was on top of Valens with his clothes all fucked up, while she was fighting him off looking like a complete disaster–hair everywhere, mascara streaked down her cheeks.
There was still some weird floral smell hanging in the air.]
The crowd absolutely lost it when they saw this
What the… what the hell is happening in there? someone gasped.]
“Holy shit, that’s Mr. Parker and Valeriar What are they doing?”
“Jesus, this is so fucking embarrassing! Its Mrs Vance’s birthday party: ||
I know, right? How trashy can you get? Didnt she just introduce her boyfriend in everyone? ||
Everyone was whispering and gossiping like crazy.
Whitney’s face went dead white–the never in a million years thought it would actually be Valeria and Marco in that room![]
She’d had this horrible gut feeling the second she saw Charlotte standing there.
The whole plan was supposed in have Charlotte trapped in there–how did everything go so rideways?
Had that sneaky bitch Charlotte somehow nipped the script on them?
standing in the doorway, Charlotte gasped and covered her mouth in shock. “Oh my God, Valeria, Mr. Parker, what are you… what’s going on here?
Two could play this acting gam
Even though Charlotte sounded intsily shocked, there was this cold satisfaction flickering in her eyes.
She’d seen right through Whitney and Valerias bullshit scheme from day one.
since they wanted to destroy her reputation, she’d give them a taste of their own medicine.]
Hearing Charlotte’s voice, Valeria’s head snapped up, her eyes wild with panic and rage, Charlet you did this, didn’t you?”
Charlone put on her best inocent face. “Valeria, what are you even talking about? I have ho clue what you mean. I just went upstairs to change my dress and heard some commotion, so I came to see what was up.”
I had no idea… Valeria, what exactly are you and Mr. Parker doing in here? It’s Grandma’s birthday party–this is really not appropriate, you know?||
Charlotte sounded genuinely concerned and confused[]
Valeria was completely speechless, her face going through every shade of red and white
You you’re full of shit it was obviously you who
Valeria, shut the fuck up” Whitney quickly jumped in []
Damn it, if Valeria Jost her cool and spilled everything, they’d be totally screwed []
Marro had also come back to reality and was shooting daggers of Charlotte. “You munipulative bitch, this was all you, wasn’t it?“–||
Charlotte husked genuinely hurt and confused. “Mr. Parker, I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about. 1 literally just got here–how could I have set anything up? But seriously, how did you two end up in here together?||
taught completely off guard by her response sud couldn’t think of what to say]]
He hasdast expected this clock to be such a master manipulator–she’d totally played hims]]
Wharney was panicking and rushed to do damage control. “Everyone, please, this is obviously just a huge misunderstandingt Valeria, Mr. Parker, you need to get op ngia now Dom i jet everyone get the wrong fimpression!“}
But she knew there was no point saying anything now–she could only scramble to her feet and stare at the oor, JERALLINE ge
g shop with some business contacts.
Thank God Jasper was across the house talking
f he’d walked in on this disaster, her life would be completely over![]
Starco also straightened his clothes and stood there looking like he wanted to kill someone.
Whitney quickly tried to manage the situation, turning to the crowd. “Everyone, this was clearly just a big misunderstanding, Lers all head back to the main party–we don’t want to keep Mrs. Vance waiting.”
The guests nodded and, even though they were dying to know more details, knew it was time to move along. They slowly started heading back toward the main
house.
Once everyone had cleared out, Whitney turned on Charlotte with pure hatred in her eyes. “Charlotte, you really are a piece of work
Charlotte stilled sweetly “Mrs. Stone, takes one to low one
Whitney was so pissed her face turned purple, but given where they were, she had to swallow her rage and hiss, “Don’t think you’ve won. This isn’t over”
Charlotte just shrugged and casually walked away.
“If you want to keep playing these games, I’m ready to play all night, she muttered to herself, her eyes flashing with ice–cold determination.
At that exact moment, a black Rolls–Royce Phantom was pulling into the Vance estate’s circular driveway
