Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

York Charlie downed a glass of wine in one gulp and snorted into the air as if laughing at that ridiculous self.

Shireen Miller couldn’t believe her eyes.

She’d actually run into York Charlie here!

Shireen Miller stood off to the side, watching him, and couldn’t help but speculate when she saw him downing one drink after another with an expressionless face. Could York Charlie be in a bad mood right now? What had happened to him? Could it be a fight with Blanche Capra? If she went over to comfort him now, could she gain a little favour from him towards herself? Maybe even make love to him while he was drunk and confused?

Shireen Miller’s heart stirred at the thought, and she couldn’t help but step away. Her own heart was beating faster and faster as she got closer and closer to York Charlie’s back. Suddenly, a hand came up and blindfolded her, then half-dragged her away.

Shireen Miller’s eyes widened in horror and she couldn’t scream if she tried.

York Charlie still sat motionless, but she was getting further and further away from him, closer and closer to danger.

Shireen Miller felt herself being thrown into a car.

Another car! Another car! The nightmare that had haunted her for so long was also in a car! She clutched herself in panic as she watched a man whose face she couldn’t see enter through the back door, about to do the dirty, horrible thing to her.

Shireen Miller couldn’t let that happen again this time, even if it killed her, and she screamed, “What do you want? I’ll give you anything! PLEASE! Don’t do this to me!!!”

Shireen Miller was so scared that tears came to her eyes.

The man’s voice rang above, “Oh? Anything?”

Shireen Miller couldn’t see his face even more through her tears and just kept nodding, “Yes! YES! I promise!”

The man seemed to chuckle and she heard him say, “Well then, I’ll take one.”

Shireen Miller almost touched the driftwood that had saved her life and said in a shaky voice, “Who?”

“Blanche … Capra!” the man said in a single word.

Shireen Miller couldn’t care less about anything, and agreed in one breath. Blanche … Capra was the one she had to deal with anyway.

After the man let Shireen Miller go, the man sitting in the driver’s seat, only then uttered in a deep voice, “Well done.”

A gust of wind blew the clouds away from the night sky, and moonlight leaked down just enough to shine on the man’s face. The man in the backseat heard him say this with joy in his heart, “It’s an honour to work for President Howard.”

The man in the front seat, Moore Howard, chuckled softly, “If I hadn’t pushed them in the back, Lorcan George wouldn’t have taken on York Charlie, and that stupid woman Shireen Miller wouldn’t have rushed to Blanche Capra. And how could this scene have been so good if it wasn’t for me?”

The man in the backseat chimed in, “Or the president has a plan.”

Moore Howard’s voice was meaningful, “Next, all I have to do is watch them fight to the death, and then I’ll just sit back and reap the benefits. Truly, an excellent plan …”

When Shireen Miller stumbled, heartbroken, back into the pub, York Charlie was still sitting over the bar, but … there was a woman hooked on his arm, leaning very, very close to him while he was drunk. Shireen Miller’s anger came up at once . What was that woman, who dared to come so close to York Charlie?

The first thing she wanted to do was to go up to the woman and pull her away from him, but then her mind whirled and a great idea suddenly came to her. She pulled out her mobile phone, found a good angle, and filmed the scene.

Fortunately, no one even noticed her.

She lowered her head, saved the photo, and then couldn’t wait to send it to Blanche Capra. It was her new number, and she wouldn’t know it was hers unless she called.

Thinking of Blanche Capra’s reaction when she saw it, Shireen Miller gleefully put her phone away, looking up as she thought she would have to give her an even bigger blow later.

That look up was a big surprise.

She saw York Charlie get right up, fling the woman away, and then kick her in the face. Then, after the woman screamed and tumbled to the ground, York Charlie left without looking back.

Shireen Miller stood still for a moment in shock, feeling relieved that York Charlie had kicked her in the face! That shameless woman deserved what she got!

She came back to her senses, but found that York Charlie had already left. She rushes to catch up with him, but sees York Charlie’s car leaving in a cloud of dust.

Shireen Miller was a little lost, she had wanted to be near him for something.

Looking out at the colourful lights of the night and the cars parked by the side of the road, Shireen Miller suddenly remembered her frightening encounter and couldn’t help but panic as she drove home.

Blanche Capra was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, and she thought to herself that maybe if she waited a little while, just a little while longer, York Charlie would come back. At that time, she must find the courage to apologise to him and beg his forgiveness.

She waited for half the night, and York Charlie still didn’t come back.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Blanche Capra couldn’t help but reach for her mobile phone, just as she was thinking about making a call to York Charlie, she saw an unread unfamiliar MMS message on her phone.

She flipped it open and a picture came into view.

It was of York Charlie leaning close to a scantily clad woman with her head bowed so she couldn’t see her face, in a colourful bar. The woman’s snow-white arm was holding York Charlie’s hand, and Blanche Capra looked at it for a moment, finding it a little jarring, before tossing her phone aside.

He’d gone to the pub? His face was flushed and he seemed to have had quite a bit to drink.

Even though she knew that he wouldn’t be out fooling around, knew that she was the only one he had in his heart, knew that he must have been drunk and giddy then suddenly a woman leaned in on purpose, and knew that he’d probably shrug that woman off when he reacted. However, even though she knew so much and had a clear conscience in her heart, she still couldn’t help but get angry.

How could he drink so much alcohol so defenselessly? Didn’t he say that he was very busy at work and even had to work overtime when he came home? Was he this angry with her? She was here waiting for him, she was ready to apologise and beg for his forgiveness, why didn’t he come back?

Blanche Capra suddenly felt exhausted and collapsed on the couch.

She felt a little cold, and the heating in the house was strong and weak. But she didn’t bother to go upstairs to bed, she didn’t want to sleep and she couldn’t, she didn’t bother to get a bed blanket down to cover her, she was so tired she didn’t want to move.

Blanche Capra closed her eyes and made a decision, if he didn’t come back this night, then she shouldn’t offer to apologise to him. He was out getting drunk, wasn’t he even worried that he’d feel scared alone in this huge house?

He knew that full well.

Blanche Capra just lay there on the couch all night, ruminating. Even thinking absurdly about whether York Charlie could be so drunk he’d been abducted into bed by someone else. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn’t sleep.

Finally she heard her mobile phone alarm go off.

Blanche Capra sat up with a jolt, only to realise that it was dawn.