Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Shireen Miller was in a very messy circle right now and had more or less heard about Moore Howard’s recent movements, and when she learned of the rumor that Blanche Capra was getting close to him, she didn’t believe it any more than anyone else.

There was no reason for Blanche Capra to work with Moore Howard again, she already had York Charlie.

Or is she really planning to break up with York Charlie?

Watching Blanche Capra’s reaction, Shireen Miller felt that the rumors were true, and in return for the other woman’s many times of helping her out regardless, she reminded Blanche Capra once again.

“In Moore Howard’s eyes, anyone is a pawn in his game, not a partner, and when he gets his way, he’ll kick your ass.”

Blanche Capra knows that, she just doesn’t understand why Shireen Miller is telling her this at this point.

“It also seems like you don’t support me working with Moore Howard, did he do something to me?”

If it was in the past forget it, Blanche Capra no longer wanted to remember.

When she was paying off Moore Howard’s debt.

Shireen Miller looked like she knew quite a bit about what was going on, but she wanted to say something, and after a long moment of thought, she shook her head, “I don’t know, you weigh in.”

With that, she turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness of the night, leaving Blanche Capra frowning as she thought back on what she had said.

She didn’t understand what Shireen Miller meant by those words.

Could it be that Moore Howard wasn’t in the same boat as her?

…

Shireen Miller would never say those things for no reason, it had to be to remind her of something.

Blanche Capra couldn’t help but wonder if Moore Howard’s talk of equal cooperation with her this time would end up with Moore Howard monopolizing all the fruits, while she was merely being used.

Out of this concern, Blanche Capra slowed down her cooperation with Moore Howard, and she had one more thing to do – send someone to investigate and follow Moore Howard.

Something Moore Howard was much better at than she was.

For several days in a row, Blanche Capra leaves work and notices the same car following behind her, and that car is Moore Howard’s.

He certainly wasn’t stupid enough to drive it himself, and where he was, Blanche Capra knew nothing about.

Blanche Capra is more than a little mindful in this regard, and sure enough, Moore Howard knows she’s on to him, and he keeps an eye on her so that it’s like a voracious snake that keeps circling around and finally bites its own tail.

Blanche Capra gets the creeps, she just sits in her office and feels the sight of Moore Howard in her office staring at her, reminding her not to try anything or he won’t leave her alone.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Moore Howard’s orders keep coming down, too, but Blanche Capra has stopped carrying them out.

the Charlie Group was running all right for now.

She had to find a way out of this predicament, and she couldn’t fight Moore Howard on her own.

Without York Charlie to rely on, there were few people she could think of, and Lorcan George had long been ruled out.

She thought of Francesca Jones.

Rolling up the window, Blanche Capra made sure the driver was still the Charlie family driver before she dared to make the call.

Francesca Jones was agitated, with an unmistakable surprise in her tone, “Blanche, what can I do for you?”

“I need your help, may I?” Blanche Capra finished as she slowed her voice, “As a friend.”

She was finally not mad at him. That was enough for Francesca Jones.

Without thinking, he responded, “No problem, go ahead.”

“I seem to be on Moore Howard’s radar right now, but I can’t shake him off any way, is there any way you can help me steer away without moving? A while would be good.” Blanche Capra’s tone was urgent.

Moore Howard wouldn’t suspect Francesca Jones without having touched him, and with Francesca Jones’ background, the danger was, I’m afraid, with Moore Howard.

“Yes, why don’t you come out and meet me tomorrow at noon if you’re free.”

“Okay, do one more thing for me on the investigation and I’ll get back to you.”

“No problem.”

It felt like it wasn’t even a problem in his eyes.

Blanche Capra hung up and looked at her schedule; she just happened to have tomorrow off.

It would be tomorrow.

…

Despite Francesca Jones repeatedly emphasizing that she didn’t need to worry about it, that she’d just go straight out the door and no one would be watching her, Blanche Capra kept an extra eye out and left an hour early.

Arriving at the café, she was half-hooded in a hoodie and led by the waitress to a hidden seat.

She didn’t expect Francesca Jones to be early as well, “I figured you’d be early, so I came early too.”

His attitude toward her remained the same, his eyes slow to move from her face.

“Don’t look, I’m not wearing any makeup, I look haggard.”

“No, in my heart you look beautiful any way.”

Why the sudden flirtation?

Not wanting to delay business, Blanche Capra pursed her thin lips and asked with a heavy face, “How did you get rid of Moore Howard?”

“Sound and fury, if you understand when I put it that way.” Francesca Jones downplayed the fact that it wasn’t difficult for him.

Blanche Capra couldn’t help but admire Francesca Jones’ ability, “Okay you, what about what I asked you to look into?”

She sat down until now to take a reassuring sip of hot coffee, the sky outside the window was gray and it looked like it was going to rain.

Francesca Jones shrugged, this was easy for him.

“I found out about this one too, the private investigator is actually Moore Howard set up to lie to you, used to hold the position of Head of Merchandising at THE Howard Group.”

Blanche Capra swallowed, it was just as she thought.

In that case, the information the private investigator had given her was also false, and Moore Howard had purposely arranged it that way just to …

Blanche Capra hadn’t even digested the shock of the truth in the OP when Francesca Jones told her of an even more shocking revelation, “I found out in passing that Lorcan George’s his dad’s death wasn’t simple.”

“That I know, that’s why Lorcan George hates York Charlie, he’s always suspected that York Charlie did it.” Blanche Capra wasn’t sure who to believe what anyone was saying.

Francesca Jones cut to the chase, “It wasn’t him.”

He took a sip from his coffee cup, his gaze still on Blanche Capra, unable to separate her bones from her muscular texture with the sharp blade of his sight and dissect them one by one.

Blanche Capra lost her soul as she frowned, “If it’s not York Charlie. who else could it be.”

“What do you think?”

“Moore Howard?!” Blanche Capra thought of the possibility, and while she didn’t know of any conflict between Moore Howard and old George, that’s what her instincts told her.

Francesca Jones nodded, “The motive is also simple, to make Lorcan George hate York Charlie, you know, hate can make a good person lose their mind and turn into a demon to take revenge.”

Blanche Capra felt like he was talking about himself.

“So …” Blanche Capra still felt unbelievable, she knew that Moore Howard was tricky, she didn’t realize that he would do anything to achieve his goal, planting evidence was nothing to him anymore.

In this way, Shireen Miller said last night also makes sense, even Shireen Miller knows what kind of person Moore Howard is, she emphasized more than once last night.

It shows how ugly Moore Howard really is.

And she was stupid enough to work with a nationally wanted criminal like Moore Howard and follow his orders, making up her mind to empty the Charlie Group.

If she didn’t know the truth, I’m afraid she would have ended up just like Shireen Miller said, after emptying out THE Charlie Group and screwing over THE Charlie family, she would have taken all the blame alone while Moore Howard was left alone to reap the rewards.

At the end of the day she was the same as she was, she was a pawn in his game.