Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

It was the day after Blanche Capra returned home that she learnt of York Charlie’s decision to obey her grandmother’s will and give all the private property in her name to herself.

Of course York Charlie didn’t tell her, she just got a call from Mrs. Casey. It was only after being scolded by Mrs. Casey that she learnt the news.

Sometimes she really wondered why Mrs. Casey would give birth to a son like York Charlie, why Mrs. Casey could get past grandma Elsa and enter the Charlie family in the first place, and why Mrs. Casey, a noble lady like her, always did such disgraceful things.

So, admittedly, she really didn’t want to fight with her, wasting her breath, fighting this way and that.

This time too, Blanche Capra listened to her scolding and hung up without saying anything.

Really, she was too tired. The last two days she’d been thinking about grandma Elsa again, dreaming about it.

But while she thought of OLD LADY Elsa, and of York Charlie, there was one person who was never failing to keep an eye on her and the affairs of THE CHARLIE FAMILY. This person, at just such a moment called Blanche again and asked her to meet him.

Naturally, Blanche Capra had no reason to refuse.

The meeting place is a restaurant’s elegant room, to be honest, Blanche Capra is still very surprised why he invited himself to dinner this time, the previous meeting can be in a hurry, at most the coffee shop to drink a cup of coffee.

“Try it,” Moore Howard told her with a smile, “the French food here is superb.”

Blanche Capra obediently took two bites, and when she was done, she looked at him quietly.

“What?” Moore Howard is still smiling, “Not to your liking?”

Blanche Capra puts down her chopsticks and wipes her mouth, “First things first!”

Moore Howard rubbed his chin and sized her up, “You seem to be, well, becoming a little different.”

“What?”

“Well … you’re a rich man now, how does it feel?”

Blanche Capra had expected him to know about this when she arrived, so she didn’t have much of a reaction at this point, “What are you trying to say?”

Moore Howard took a bite of his food before saying slowly, “It’s a perfect opportunity.”

Blanche Capra was getting worried again, the man always missed every opportunity and it was making her become a little panicky.

Moore Howard suddenly laughed again, “That’s just the way you are, why pretend to be deep in front of me.”

Blanche Capra collected the emotion in her eyes and stopped talking.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“The Charlie family old lady since set you as the heir to the inheritance, then you accept it, and take this opportunity to get the shares of the Charlie Group … how to get, do not need me to say more, right?” Moore Howard said.

Blanche Capra roughly also guessed that what this person in front of him wanted was nothing more than the demise of the Charlie Group or York Charlie. And the way to get the equity of THE Charlie Group, what else was there but to take what grandma Elsa had given and exchange it on terms? Could it be that one had to do what Mrs. Casey had done?

“No,” Blanche Capra shook her head, “I can’t do it.”

Moore Howard narrowed his eyes, “Is it that you can’t do it or that you don’t want to?” He stretches his arm and grabs Blanche Capra’s wrist, “It was the same thing last time, I asked you to poison York Charlie and you said you’d think about it, Brandi, do you want any more revenge?!”

Moore Howard is suddenly furious, calling her Brandi again that unexpectedly, Blanche Capra subconsciously goes to struggle, a look of full displeasure on her face, “I was willingly used by you, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to obey unconditionally.”

Blanche Capra shrugged off his hand and thought about how she might lose his trust in her this way, she was afraid of what he might secretly do, so she eased her tone again and said as calmly as she could, “Revenge is not something I will forget, but I think it is necessary for us to take our time, York Charlie isn’t that clueless! ”

Moore Howard looked at her and smiled with some amusement at her words, “I don’t care if York Charlie has no brains or not, all I know is that he likes you, and a man in love loses his mind, and that, is enough.”

Blanche Capra wanted to retort to him, but then she heard him tone a warning at her, “So just don’t get yourself caught up in it,” he laughed, “I’m still going to need your sanity, to fulfil the wish that you and I share.”

Moore Howard walks away and Blanche Capra takes her time going home.

It looked like he still had his sights set on dealing with THE Charlie family and York Charlie, so she could stop worrying about what he would secretly do to York Charlie for the time being.

Only, the situation was getting more and more difficult.

Blanche Capra came home exhausted and left the lights on before going straight into her bedroom, where she really wanted to get some rest right away.

The curtains on the window reflected the light of the moon, a kind of bright and gentle transparency, Blanche Capra fell straight to the bed, but suddenly found herself falling on a hard chest.

A hand smoothly clasped her body, Blanche Capra subconsciously rose up a sense of crisis to desperately resist, but her body slightly loosened up after smelling the familiar odour. She knew that when he raised his eyes, he could look into a pair of deep ones. But she didn’t, and all she had to do was think about how he had treated himself that day at the hospital, and it made her heart sick.

The urge to, even, question him and accuse him would be there.

Blanche Capra lowered her eyes, the darkened chamber reflecting only the curtains that were slightly illuminated by the moonlight, and she fought against her arm, trying not to lean too close to him, “What are you doing here?”

She clearly should have asked him, how did you get in my house? Or, something else as well. Obviously she should have asked that, but why had she subconsciously ignored it, not caring at all when a man had a key to his own home.

It was amazing that she was already so relieved to have him.

Blanche Capra, realising that her mind was too loose, began to struggle to get up from him, and when he wouldn’t let her, she continued to struggle, and after several times of this, Blanche Capra finally looked at him with some annoyance, “What are you doing holding me like that without saying a word? Don’t you know that breaking and entering is an offence …”

Blanche Capra didn’t finish her words before York Charlie swallowed them in his mouth. The faint aroma of sake drilled between her own teeth and tongue, and the tip of her nose was filled with the crisp, frosty scent of his body, so she froze with her mouth slightly open for a while.

I don’t know if it was intoxication or a delayed reaction.

York Charlie kissed her with some urgency, and without knowing where he got his strength from, the two of them rolled over and crossed positions, with Blanche Capra pinned beneath him, his iron arm still wrapped around her slender waist, straddling the bed between her and it.

Fearing what he was going to do to her, Blanche Capra was finally pushing against his shoulders, separating the intimate contact of their lips.

As soon as she looked over, she couldn’t help but look into those dark, dark eyes, the moonlight reflecting off one corner of them.

“Blanche Capra,” he finally opened, but in the same husky, low voice he’d used the last time she’d heard him at the hospital, “what’s your relationship with Moore Howard?”

He tested her, staring at her as if to catch any hint of emotion on her face.

Blanche Capra froze at first, then asked him back, suppressing the panic in her heart, “Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?”

York Charlie hooks his lips slightly, “I heard you went to see him today.”

Blanche Capra’s heart slightly relaxed, and then looked careless and said, “His company approached me to talk about image endorsement only.”

“Oh?” York Charlie asked, “Really?”