Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 199 The Last

Supplication_______

Scarlett's POV:

Charles was drawing nearer and nearer. Even from this close, his face was still flawless and impeccable. All of a sudden, I thought of us having sex in the past. I could still vividly remember the sound of his hoarse groans. The mere thought of it made me blush and my heart beat fast.

"What's the matter, Scarlett? Why are you blushing?" I could see the playfulness in Charles ' eyes, so I quickly turned my head away.

After a while, silence ensued and I realized that I had been fooled.

When I raised my head, I saw that Charles was standing at the door of the master bedroom and holding back his laughter. "Scarlett, I'm just here to take my phone. I left it beside the pillow after I carried you into the room last night. There's no need to be so nervous!"

"Fuck off!" I was both ashamed and angry, so I threw a pillow at him.

Now that Charles had left, I dawdled for a long time before going downstairs. As I headed downstairs, I prayed that Charles had gone. However, things didn't go as I had hoped. When I entered the dining room, I saw him smiling at me.

The second I sat down, he said to me, "I'll drive you to work after we finish breakfast."

"That won't be necessary. Besides, it's out of your way!" The thought of getting fooled by Charles earlier infuriated me. I gritted my teeth, feeling embarrassed once more.

"I have something to deal with at a place near the TV station. If you don't take my car, I'm going to take yours." Charles' response took me by surprise, and it left me speechless.

"Fine." After a few seconds of silence, I reluctantly agreed to his suggestion. I had lost my appetite, so I only took a few bites of the bread, grabbed my bag, and left the dining room.

"Wait for me," Charles said from behind me.

I didn't want to talk to him, so I hurried to the garage.

After getting in the car, I took out a stack of documents from my bag and began to read them. Through this, I was able to ignore Charles.

"You're just a producer. How come you're busier than I am?" he complained.

"Well, the new program has just begun, so it's natural for me to be busy," I replied while reading through the documents.

"You do know that you can just quit your job, right? I'm more than capable of supporting you for the rest of your life."

Upon hearing his remark, I immediately glared at him.

"What's wrong? Have I said something bad?" Charles seemed to have noticed my gaze, so he glanced over at me.

"I'm an independent modern woman. I don't need you to support me financially. Besides, who are you to me?" I instantly felt better after saying that. Regardless of how he might react, I returned my focus to the documents.

Rita's POV:

Early in the morning, I went to the Moore Group's parking lot to wait for Charles.

Having waited for a long time, I had grown tired, but he still hadn't shown up yet.

I thought that he might not come to the company today, so I decided to give up and leave. But before I could leave, I saw Charles' car in the distance.

Happily, I straightened my clothes and tried to be as decent as possible.

When the car parked, I made my way towards it.

Charles didn't get out of the car. He just rolled down the window and shot me a glance.

"Charles, something happened to my dad at the prison. Do you have anything to do with that?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he said frigidly.

"Frankly, I don't care whether he lives or dies. All I care about is the Lively Group. And for that, I need your help. Please." I had to plead with him, because I didn't have any other options.

"The Lively Group is already yours, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is now legally under my charge, but it's about to go bankrupt. I don't want to be the laughingstock of others! Charles, you're my last hope." I humbled myself before him, and tried to look as pitiful as possible.

"Is that so? But you told me that you only want the Lively Group to be yours and that you don't care what sort of condition it's in, remember?"

The way Charles spoke only stressed me out. I was so speechless that I couldn't think of a response.

"Richard! Send Rita away. I have a meeting to attend, so I'd rather not waste my time here," Charles ordered impatiently.

"Charles, wait! Please!" I pleaded.

"We're not that close, Rita. From now on, you should call me Mr. Moore."

My heart ached at his remark. He even deprived me of calling him by his first name.

"Mr. Moore, I'm begging you! If you want, I can get on my knees and apologize to you." Dignity was meaningless for me now. I would throw it all away just to save the Lively Group.

"Miss Lively, please come with me."

Richard dragged me out of the parking lot without a shred of respect. I stared at Charles ' direction, breaking into tears. This was the saddest moment of my life, for I had been forced into a desperate situation. Now, I realized that I had lost Charles' trust forever. The pain in my heart was enough to shatter it into a thousand pieces.

"There's no need to drag me! I can walk by myself."

While Richard was dragging me out of the parking lot, I tried my best to break free from his grasp and managed to succeed.

Just then, I received a call from my mother.

"Mom? What's the matter?"

"Rita! You need to come home. Quick! Lily brought some men here again. And she threw out all of our clothes!" My mother sounded anxious and helpless.

"Mom, are you serious? Why didn'tyou stop them? They had no right, nor reason to throw our belongings away! You know what? Forget it. Let's talk about this when I get back!" Angrily, I hung up on her, feeling disappointed at my mother's incompetence.

With no other choice, I humbled myself once more and begged Richard for help. "Richard, do you mind lending me two of your men? Lily is causing trouble at my house right now."

"Sorry, but I don't have the right to command Mr. Moore's men."

"You are so heartless," I said.

After glaring at Richard, I decided to drive away.

I drove so fast that it took mere minutes for me to get home.

I found that the door had been left open, and the house was in disarray. There, my mother was crying on the sofa, and the person I hated most, Lily, was looking at me as if she had won.

"Rita, you've finally come back," she said, trying to goad me.

"Damn you all! Even dogs are capable of guarding houses, right? Well, you lot are even worse than dogs!" I ignored Lily and scolded the servants first.

"Don't bother, Rita. These servants won't be serving you any longer. Anyway, take a gander at this document. I brought Tim with me today. He can prove to you that this document had been signed by your father, Nate Lively, himself."

Only then did I notice that my father's private lawyer, Tim, was also there. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

"Tim, you incompetent traitor! Lily, I'll have you know that I will never let you succeed!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Struggling is useless, Rita. Release the hounds!" Lily commanded.

Before I could react, I saw two fierce-looking wolf dogs charging towards me and barking like crazy. I was so scared I thought I would die.

"Rita, don't say I didn't give you a chance. You still have five minutes. If you don't leave now, my wolf dogs will show you my wrath!"

Having said that, Lily turned around and went upstairs.

The sight of the wolf dogs left my mother so scared that she hid herself behind me. "Rita, what should we do?"

Through gritted teeth, I said, "For now, I think it's best that we leave. Sooner or later, we'll move back into this house."

"And how are we going to do that? Will you be asking Charles for help? It's useless, Rita. Your father has already pleaded with him many times. He won't help us." My mother's face was filled with disdain.

Firmly, I responded, "Mom, do you know what women are most talented at? We're incredibly good at playing the victim. One way or another, I'm going to convince Charles to help me make a comeback!"