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Chapter 119
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Regret 119 V Chapter 119 "Mr. Rayburn?" Mrs. Fontaine's expression grew even more rigid, her voice faltering. "You... you're with the Rayburns of Eldermere? That's impossible!" The Rayburns of Eldermere? Even Charlotte was stunned. She'd assumed his last nwas just a common one, nothing special. But it turned out he was the son of the wealthiest family in the South! Wasn't this the very sRayburn family Uncle Jensen had been scheming to connect with through marriage? The sales associate leaned in and whispered, "Mrs. Fontaine, the black card is genuine." Mrs. Fontaine swayed on her feet, still unable to believe it. The Rayburns were practically royalty in the South- how could Mrs. Rayburn possibly be an idiot? "I said I've booked out the store. Why are there still people here?" Wesley's tone was light, even smiling, but there was something chilling behind it as he looked at the sales associate.

The associate hurried over to Mrs. Fontaine. “Ma'am, maybe you should head out for now?" Mrs. Fontaine clenched her jaw and shot Charlotte a venomous glare, ready to storm off.

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"Wait." Charlotte's voice stopped her cold. A jolt of dread ran through Mrs. Fontaine. Was this wretch going to expose her? Charlotte turned to face her. "You just insulted Mrs. Rayburn. Don't you think you owe her an apology?" Wesley paused, his gaze settling on Charlotte. In Eldermere City, women only ever tried to please his mother to gain his favor, always for status or money. But Charlotte surprised him. The first the saw her, she'd felt strangely familiar. Saving her had just been a coincidence-he'd happened to be there, that was all.

But his usually reserved mother had taken a liking to Charlotte, something she'd never done with anyone else in Eldermere. There was no logical reason for it, and yet, here they were.

1/3 12:45 ter 119 With the Rayburns present, Mrs. Fontaine didn't dare protest. Swallowing her pride, she muttered an apology to Mrs. Rayburn.

The sales associate, anxious not to be called out again, quickly followed suit and apologized as well.

Charlotte stepped up to Mrs. Rayburn and spoke in the gentle, coaxing tone one might use with a child. "See, Mrs. Rayburn? They've both apologized. Doesn't that make you happy?" Mrs. Rayburn stroked the doll she held in her arms and smiled, nodding. "If Mommy's happy, then her daughter's happy too." After leaving the mall, Mrs. Fontaine slipped into her car. She hesitated for a moment before finally picking up her phone and dialing Tricia.

Tricia was still in her office, working through a stack of paperwork when her phone rang. She frowned as she answered. "Mrs. Fontaine, didn't we agree not to contact each other for a while?" "Oh, but listen-I just saw someone at the mall. Guess who?" Tricia's pen froze mid-sentence. "Who?" "That little wretch, Charlotte!" Mrs. Fontaine glanced out the window, then continued, "She's more cunning than I thought. She's managed to get in good with the Rayburn family!" "The Rayburns from Eldermere City?" "Yes, that's the one!" Tricia fell silent. When had Charlotte found such powerful backing? Did Evander know about this?

“And another thing,” Mrs. Fontaine said, her anxiety rising, "she's found out about Conrad. Thank goodness he's already resigned, but I'm terrified she'll dig up more."

The more she thought about it, the more anxious-and regretful-shen became. "Miss Winthrop, I never imagined those people would go that far. If I'd known..."

"Don't bring that up again," Tricia interrupted, her voice icy. "If you lose your composure now, you're handing her all the leverage she needs. No matter how she tries to provoke you, you must not confess to anything." 2/3 know that, but we can't keep going like this forever." 12:46 Chapter 110 Mrs. Fontaine was living in constant fear, worried that any moment the truth would cout. She'd lost weight from the stress alone.

Tricia arched an eyebrow, a sly smile curving her lips. "Relax. I've already cup with the perfect plan to deal with her."