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Chapter 757

"There's no need to be in such a hurry, right? Didn't we already get our application approved?"

Charlotte frowned, and she sounded slightly dissatisfied.

She looked at Otis, who was lying in the sofa with an arrogant posture in front of her.

He was a medium-looking man with a decent figure. He had a square face, lengthy eyes and thick eyes

brows. He might look restrained and polite in front of some people, but he was quite wild and arrogant

in front of other people. Only those who were really close to him could know how sophisticated and

sinister he was. He was really not the type Charlotte would like.

Most importantly, he was twelve years older than her.

Tsk, old man.

"What? You have a problem with that?" Otis raised his eyebrows, disdain written on his face, "You think

you have other options? Are you still thinking about your old flame from the past?"

Charlotte didn't say anything, and the constant heaving of her chest meant she was already angry.

"Huh." Otis didn't care about her reply at all, "I met Luther today and he was indeed good looking."

Charlotte was stunned and her eyes lit up. When they were having dinner just now, she heard Otis say

that he had attended a summit, could it be that Luther was also here?

It had been four years since the engagement party, and she had never seen Luther again.

However, his handsome and cool appearance always lingered in her mind. How was it possible for her

to forget him? Especially when she looked at this old and ordinary man in front of her, she could not

help but lament. How could they be so different?

Damn, it was all thanks to Joyce.

Otis noticed the flickering change in Charlotte's eyes. There was admiration and jealousy.

He sneered, "You're not still imagining those things in your mind. Do you even know what you did? Do

you still think Luther will want you?" As he spoke, he unbuttoned his shirt and then loosened his belt.

"Just mind your own business and leave me alone." Charlotte couldn't help but retort, "You have been

such a lowly being with a lowly taste in your bones. Do you even think you can be compared with

Luther?"

She was particularly angry and was just lashing out now.

"All your acting in front of everyone... Ah!" She hadn't finished her words when she suddenly let out a

miserable cry.

Otis, enraged, dragged her directly to the top of the couch and rampaged all over her body.

Bitch! How dared she say something like that to him!

He was simply venting his anger, without any emotion.

When had Charlotte ever been treated like this? In the past, no matter which man it was, when they

were in bed, they would always coax her, obey her, and satisfy her. Otis was the only one who treated

her like a tool, using it just as he saw fit.

It hurt so much, but she gritted her teeth and bore it.novelbin

Otis completely ignored Charlotte's feelings, and after venting, he simply pushed her away.

When he saw the tense and unhappy face of Charlotte, he taunted, "You said I was acting before

people? What's the difference between you and me then? Luther must have known the other side of

yours and threw you away. You lecherous vicious pretentious whore! Heh!"

Charlotte bit her lip, pulled her skirt back and clenched her fists.

Damn man! If he didn't have a hold over her, how could she let him bully her, humiliate her, and trample

on her like this!

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