---- Chapter 22 Half a month passed, and Charles became even busier. I knew he was doing it all for my sake. I began planning how and when to deliver a fatal blow to the Moore family. But one night, after my injuries had finally healed, he took me to a banquet. It was held at an estate, with all of Grouchester's upper crust in attendance. As I stepped into the venue as Charles ' companion , the other women looked on with envy. "That's the woman Charles is crazy about.
He dotes on her like she's everything." "Charles used to treat Lilith that way. She's so lucky." "No, they're different. Lilith didn't know how to treasure Charles, so she deserved to lose him." While people whispered around us, fireworks lit up the sky. In the middle of the bursts, words appeared - Shayla Locklear, marry me. Charles wore a suit and looked heartbreakingly handsome. Holding a massive bouquet, he walked ---- toward me in front of everyone.
"Shay, will you marry me?" His warm smile outshone the falling snow. He took out a ring, ready to slip it on my finger. "Charles, aren't you supposed to kneel on one knee to propose ?" I teased him with my head tilted, testing his limit. He rarely lowered himself like that. I wanted to see how far he would go for me. Ihadn't expected his proposal . To be honest , I was thrilled.
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He was asking me to marry him in front of all these people, which meant I was becoming more and more important to him. If I chose this moment to demand the Moore family's downfall, I was almost certain I'd get my way. Sure enough, Charles smiled indulgently . "Alright . Whatever you say." He took my hand and dropped to one knee in front of everyone . Then, he was about to slip the ring on my finger.
"Charles, you can't marry her!" I wasn't surprised that Lilith showed up, but I noticed Horace standing behind her. ---- Suddenly , I got a bad feeling . My nails dug into my palms. "Charles, what is she up to now?" Charles' gaze darkened. He gave mea reassuring look and ordered his people to take Lilith away. "Charles , look closely. See for yourself what kind of tramp Shayla really is!" She clutched a stack of photos and flung them into the crowd, scattering them everywhere.
"Charles, she's been married before! She already had a husband. I found someone from her orphanage to prove it. I'm telling the truth! "You know what? Her husband died in an accident not long after they got married. And right after that, she latched onto you..." Besides the pictures , Lilith threw some documents . "These aren't edited. You can have someone examine them!
Charles , I couldn't stand watching her lie to you anymore!" She rushed up to Charles, sounding like she couldn't be more certain. Charles stared at the photos on the floor. They were pictures of me with aman younger and gentler than him. But that man had died young, forever frozen in his ---- prime. Lilith had really dug up the deepest secret I kept hidden. Right when my revenge was in sight, I found myself cornered. "Shay, I want to hear your explanation." Charles stood up slowly.
The bouquet fell to the ground. "You were married?" I stayed silent. He kept pressing , but it was hard to tell what he was feeling from his voice. "Shayla Locklear, say something."'
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