Chapter 43: If You Can't Forget Alexander, Just Kill Him

He placed her on the sofa and brought her a pair of pretty slippers. Then he sat down and beckoned to her with his finger, his voice seductive: "Come here!"

Charlotte froze, forcing down her fear and shaking her head. "Mr. Evans, I... I'm married."

At the Evans Villa, she had thrown herself at hi...

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