Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Moore Howard had gotten someone to arrange a yacht that was his last bargaining chip.

Before Blanche Capra could react, she was pulled aboard by him and sailed out into the night, finally escaping those men.

But Moore Howard wasn’t going to die with Blanche Capra.

He would take the yacht to another marina and sell Blanche Capra to a broker who was waiting there.

Normally, Blanche Capra would be sold in a remote area, and if it was seen by someone from the dark web. It could fetch a much better price.

As for the fate of Blanche Capra after she went, one can only imagine.

Blanche Capra was a troublemaker from the moment she boarded the ship, always trying to escape by untangling herself from the ropes while Moore Howard was in control of the direction, and he simply put the shackles to work on her.

Blanche Capra was able to stretch out physically, but was still not free.

She felt like her dignity had been trampled underfoot by Moore Howard, completely crushed, the last bit of it left.

That was it, and she wouldn’t be told to give in.

What hadn’t she suffered over the years, the worst thing she could do was to fight him to the death.

“You can eat by yourself now, happy?” Moore Howard walked over to the corner and placed a bowl of mush on the floor while Blanche Capra cowered in the corner clutching her knees.

She had suffered so much, with countless bruises and marks on her neck from being choked until she choked, that by now she couldn’t change a single piece of clothing, and the blood that had flowed from her wounds had long since dried up.

The blood from her wounds has long since dried up, but that doesn’t diminish her beauty, it makes her even more lovable.

Moore Howard expected Blanche Capra to give herself up, however, the way she stared at him was sharp as a knife’s edge.

It was not a look a captive should have.

Moore Howard slapped her across the face, “You made me do this, I would have liked to keep that delicate face of yours in perfect condition, but you provoked me repeatedly.”

So it was her fault.

Blanche Capra sneered as she adjusted her posture and sat up straight, “So? What are you going to say in your own defense?”

“Your woman’s attitude really fires me up.” Moore Howard gritted his teeth as he stood up, “But it’ll soon be over too, I’ll hand you over to the agency myself.”

“There are a lot of older ones who need you in places where you can’t even get out.”

Blanche Capra’s heart went half-cold at that, and she stared round. Looking at the moonlight on the floor so bleak it was the same as her face.

“Moore Howard are you still a human being?”

Moore Howard poured and drank some red wine, the last of his stock, and he brought over a goblet to drink while he watched Blanche Capra’s meltdown unfold.

Blanche Capra didn’t cry, just shivered terribly, whether because of the cold sea air or because her heart was so cold that her bare feet on the deck were frozen.

“I’m just going to die before I let you get away with this.” Blanche Capra gritted her teeth; she wasn’t bluffing.

Moore Howard looked down at the bottom of his glass, “You can’t die, you even have the right to die now, I’m the only one who can decide if you live or die.”

“You asshole!”

“Don’t look so hurt, York Charlie put me through this, this is just my little payback to him.” Moore Howard finished and then suddenly changed his tune, “By the way, while you were asleep, I transferred your interest in the Charlie Group to my name.”

“I’m now a shareholder in the Charlie Group, too.”

Blanche Capra was so angry her insides hurt, “You think it’s that easy, without my consent, without a lawyer, the stake is still mine!”

“Yes, but soon you’re going to be regarded as a dead person, and I’ll have a lawyer, don’t worry.”

Moore Howard laughs, “It’s late, you should be sleeping.”

The night is still long for Blanche Capra.

…

Moore Howard’s plan had been sophisticated, but he hadn’t expected the capabilities of York Charlie’s men – they had quickly located Moore Howard’s yacht.

“President Charlie, I’ll have them take care of Moore Howard now and get the missus out.”

“Wait a minute,” York Charlie called out to his men, “I’m going to go myself, Blanche is in his hands now, I can’t think of anything else to do.”

He was going to take care of Moore Howard himself and get Blanche Capra out of there.

The aggravation she had suffered in the meantime, York Charlie would make Moore Howard try the same, no, he was going to pay it back tenfold.

“Yes, then I’ll arrange a cruise out to sea.”

This time of the year was a fishing holiday, there weren’t many boats on the sea, York Charlie followed the direction Moore Howard went and found Moore Howard as fast as he could.

Dawn was just about to break.

Moore Howard is on alert as soon as he sees a boat approaching, and it doesn’t hurt that he’s on guard.

Sure enough, it was York Charlie’s boat.

The two boats get closer and closer, and York Charlie and Moore Howard finally meet, with different looks.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

One is frosty, with eyes like knives, and wants to cut Moore Howard up right now.

The other realizes that he has no way out and is looking for a way to pull out his last move.

York Charlie didn’t want to bullshit him, “Let Blanche go.”

“Release him when you say so?” Moore Howard braced himself against the glare from above.

York Charlie still had the same expression, his grip on the guardrail clenched, “I’m going to give you one more chance, do you want to be thrown into the sea and fed to the fishes by me, or do as I say and give Blanche back to me.”

Moore Howard saw that there was no way back, he could only use his last killer weapon – Blanche Capra.

And at that moment Blanche Capra had just woken up from her nightmare, and had just opened her eyes when Moore Howard yanked her up and pulled her in front of York Charlie. “Blanche Capra, the wife you’ve been longing for, is now in my hands, and I’m the only one who can decide if she lives or dies.”

Blanche Capra was shocked and delighted to see York Charlie, the tears she had held back for so long trickled down her face at once, “York.”

York Charlie saw her being tortured like that and his heart ached, he closed his eyes and forced down the urge to keep his sanity in order to get around Moore Howard.

Blanche Capra cried just a little and quickly collected her tears again, afraid that York Charlie would see her like this and be the one held back.

In fact, York Charlie is in that position right now.

Moore Howard, knowing how important Blanche Capra is to York Charlie, puts on a smug smile and uses Blanche Capra as a bargaining chip to lionize her.

“Want me to give her to you, transfer all of THE Charlie family’s property to me, right now, in my name.”

York Charlie also knew he wouldn’t let up on the blackmail, but wanting THE Charlie family’s property wasn’t going to be that easy, I’m afraid.

“Not to mention whether I agree or not, even if I transfer it, it will be frozen by the court, don’t forget that you are still a wanted man.”

Moore Howard sneered, “That’s not for President Charlie to worry about, even if it will be frozen, I will find a way to clear my name. The property is still mine.”

“You think everything will go your way?” York Charlie’s pupils constricted and came back.

Moore Howard hated the look in his eyes with an extreme distaste; he was afraid he’d be this calm until he died, and it was unpleasant to think about.

Not being able to do anything to York Charlie, he abused Blanche Capra – choking her so hard that Blanche Capra let out a muffled grunt, still holding back the pain.

“I’m going to ask you one more time, do you want your lover to die with me or do you want to be a good boy and hand over your property.”