His Coy Lover

“Smack!”

The cane in Peck’s hand fell to the ground, startled by Charles’s sudden arrival.

“Dad, Charles must be here to cause trouble,” Elle said, bending down to pick up the cane. She glanced at Zelda and continued, “Zelda, you see, if you don’t listen to your sister’s advice and keep offending Charles, now that Charles is at our doorstep, if he decides to take action against the Roscente, you’ll be the culprit.”

“Elle, take Zelda upstairs and lock her in her room. I’ll go out to greet Charles.”

Peck made a quick decision, instructing Elle to take her younger daughter upstairs to avoid offending Charles again.

He hurriedly went out.

Elle didn’t hesitate, approaching Zelda. However, Zelda swatted her hand away, coldly saying, “I’ll go by myself.”

After today’s events, Zelda finally realized that the only person in this family who truly cared for and valued her was her mother. Elle’s words from her previous life were undoubtedly false. Judging by her father’s favoritism towards Elle, how could he possibly leave everything to Zelda?

Elle was just finding an excuse for her own misdeeds.

Zelda walked past Elle and went straight upstairs. Elle followed her.

Once Zelda entered her room, Elle found a lock, locked the door from the outside, and quickly went downstairs. She adjusted her appearance, recalling the slap from Zelda that left her face swollen. She couldn’t bear to be seen in such a state and hated Zelda even more.

Though terrified of Charles, Elle still wanted to maintain her image of strength in front of him.

Wanting to hide, Elle had no choice when Charles was pushed in by his bodyguards. She gave up her attempt to avoid him.

With her eyes blinking rapidly, Elle quickly thought of a way to deal with the situation. Holding the cane, she stood in front of the sofa. When Charles was pushed closer by his bodyguards, she put on a smiling face and sweetly greeted, “Charles, good afternoon.”Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Charles turned to Peck and commented, “Your daughter’s tone is quite unpleasant.”

Elle: …

Known for her beauty and usually maintaining a serious expression at the company, Elle occasionally showed gentleness that made male colleagues blush. However, Charles found fault with her tone.

Elle’s face turned purple with embarrassment. “Charles, please have a seat.”

Peck smiled and said, trying to assist Charles. He also wanted to help him up but was glared at by The Winston’s bodyguards, so he awkwardly withdrew his hand.