RedNovelRegret 68 Chapter 68 Tears welled up in Charlotte's eyes, and Hiram was instantly thrown off. "Sis wait-why are you crying?" He had no idea how to comfort a woman, let alone his "Hey, don't cry, okay? I'm not mad own sister. But seeing her cry softened his honot upset, really.
anymore. I'll listen to you from now on, I swear. I'm not upset, really." Charlotte couldn't help but laugh through her tears. She grabbed his hand and slipped the watch onto his wrist. "I'm just moved, that's all. The hotheaded little boy I knew has really grown up." Hiram huffed, "I'm twenty-one, you know. I'm not a kid anymore." She just smiled at him, saying nothing.
*** Meanwhile, Genevieve marched straight into Evander's office building. She didn't even wait for Natalie to announce her; she barged right in. "Evander!" Evander was deep in conversation with several foreign businessmen when she burst through the door. Every pair of eyes in the room landed on her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnnoyance flickered across Evander's face.
That's when Genevieve realized just how out of line she'd been.
Natalie rushed in behind her, flustered. "I'm so sorry-I'll take Miss Howard out right away." She ushered Genevieve to the reception lounge and made her wait a full half hour before Evander finally showed up.
Genevieve jumped to her feet, eyes red with frustration. "Evander, you have to stand up for me!" "I ran into Charlotte at the hospital today. I just said a couple of things to her, and then her brute of a brother actually hit me! And Charlotte just kept using Grandma as leverage against me. It's infuriating!" "Are you finished?" Evander shot her a bored glance, then wandered over to the couch and sat down.
Genevieve faltered, but pressed on, “Evander, I was bullied by the Sterlings today!" "What have I told you?" Evander picked up his mug, brushing the lid with his thumb. "No matter what, she's still your sister-in-law. And you made a scene at the 09:49 hospital-do you really think you're in the right?" She stared at him, incredulous. "You're taking her side now? Since when have you? ever defended her?" He met her gaze, his tone turning icy. "You think I don't know what you did at Grandma's birthday party?" Genevieve froze. She looked away instinctively. "I-I don't know what you mean.
"Do I need to spell out what you did with the drugs?" Genevieve was the only one in the Howard family who'd dare pull something like that. If Charlotte wanted to use such tactics, she would have long ago.
Genevieve's legs gave out and she sank to the floor in front of him, looking up with tearful, pleading eyes. "Evander, I didn't mean it. I just can't stand her. I wanted you to drive her out..." He leaned back, not even looking at her. “Whatever happens betweenand Charlotte is none of your business. Stop meddling." Genevieve stared at him, stunned. All those times she'd bullied Charlotte in front of him-had he ever said a word to stop her? Never. Now that Tricia was back in town, he should be thrilled, eager to send Charlotte packing. So why was he defending her? Evander's cold dismissal left no room for argument. Natalie returned to pull her to her feet and quietly led her away.
Genevieve was still in a daze, unable to make sense of any of it.
*** That evening, Charlotte didn't rush home. Instead, she took Hiram to a nice restaurant for dinner.
"Sis, you used to hate spending money on places like this," Hiram said, glancing around at the elegant surroundings and surroundings. "A single meal here costs more than a month's rent. Even after you married Evander, you never treated yourself." Charlotte twirled her pasta with a fork, her tone calm. "Sometimes you have to spend when it counts. Besides, tomorrow's your birthday."
e, worried Back when she'd first married Evander, she'd been afraid to spend a he'd think she was wasting ve his money. For six years, she quietly saved whatever she could. By now, she'd put away enough to buy an apartment in Riverspire City 09:49 Hiram gave her a long, searching look. "You've changed, Sis: For a mo as if the woman in front of him wasn't the sister he'd always known
"Isn't there an old saying? Women change the most when they grow up, I guess ve changed seventy-two times by now." She lifted her glass of juice in a mock toast and took a sip. Hiram grinned. "I believe it." "Charlotte?" She paused, fork halfway to her mouth, and looked up. Jonathan was walking toward them from across the room.
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