Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Moore Howard’s bounty had reached its limit; he was now a nationally wanted man, and sooner or later there would be no place to hide.

And Lorcan George knew the whole story and truly solved the mystery in his heart, all he had left besides hating Moore Howard was his guilt for Blanche Capra.

Thinking back to the day she went to the George family to find him, and advised him bitterly that he couldn’t stay with people like Moore Howard, he still didn’t believe it, and actually cooperated with his father’s murderer, and even thought of kidnapping her.

What’s he become now?

Blanche Capra said that the old him wouldn’t have done anything like that. He’d been so dismissive of Blanche Capra at the time, thinking she’d only think of York Charlie, not him at all.

Now he regrets it and wonders if Blanche Capra wants to forgive him.

During the time when York Charlie disappeared, Lorcan George knew that Blanche Capra must have been very sad, and he had not gone to her, and now that some time had passed, he thought that Blanche Capra was more or less dead, and only then did he pay a visit in person.

Blanche Capra was in her study at the time, and she was sitting at her desk, pen in hand, writing on a piece of paper how much she missed York Charlie.

It seemed pretentious in this way, but otherwise she had no one to tell.

How much she missed York Charlie.

Blanche Capra had been a little surprised to hear the maid say that Lorcan George had come; had he come to see her about old George? All the more reason he should be looking for Francesca Jones.

Thinking about it, Blanche Capra moves quickly down the stairs, smiling as she asks him, “I’ve had so many guests these past few days, I can hardly handle it.”

She is wearing a misty purple dress with an English style cloak over it, her complexion looks much better than a while ago, at least like a living person.

Blanche Capra motioned for the servants to hurry up with the tea and Lorcan George smiled apologetically, “I’m sorry, I apologize for my behavior before, I was really overwhelmed with alcohol and hate back then.”

The fact that she could still get over it after the way he had treated her before made it seem more and more like how petty he had been before.

“It’s okay, it’s in the past,” Blanche Capra hadn’t taken the incident to heart, she wasn’t the type of woman to hold on to the slightest of someone’s mistakes.

“How have you been doing? I heard York Charlie hasn’t found … anything so far,” Lorcan George said carefully, afraid of touching her minefield.

Blanche Capra’s eyes decidedly dimmed, “Well, but THE Charlie Group still hasn’t given up looking.”

“But it’s been a long time.”

“Then maybe he washed up on a beach somewhere and was rescued, to put it mildly, alive or dead, and after all those days of searching those waters so far, they haven’t even been able to retrieve his gloves.”

Blanche Capra was inevitably a little agitated when she spoke of York Charlie, and she now held the belief that York Charlie would not die, and that she would wait forever.

Lorcan George knew how adamant she was about this when he saw her interrupt almost forcefully.

“What if, then, York Charlie really can’t come back?” Lorcan George asked again.

To be honest, he was thinking that in the event that York Charlie didn’t come back, then he would continue to pursue Blanche Capra until she came back, but after all that he had been through, he wasn’t as dead set and stubborn as he used to be.

Now it’s up to Blanche Capra’s attitude.

Apparently, Blanche Capra is pretty tough on this one, “There’s not going to be such an eventuality, there just is, and then I’m going to keep waiting.”

She really did love York Charlie, and with far more affection than Lorcan George could have ever imagined.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“I see, sorry for asking such questions.”

Leaving some gifts behind, Lorcan George walked out of THE Charlie family villa with a feeling of relief for some reason, as if a knot that had been nagging him for decades had finally been untied.

His heart was empty, and his feelings for Blanche Capra were no longer affectionate, only apologetic and a friendship of so many years.

Giving her up had never occurred to him before.

If he had, it had been a very painful thing, so painful that he couldn’t breathe.

But now, Lorcan George’s heart was as calm as a puddle of stagnant water.

It was a kind of relief, I guess.

In order to let go of the past once and for all and start a new life, Lorcan George decides to get high in a nightclub tonight and give up pursuing Blanche Capra once and for all.

Besides, since his father’s death, he’s taken over the presidency of the George Group, so he doesn’t have time for fun and games, so today is the perfect day to give himself a day off.

As darkness approached, Lorcan George found a nightclub close by and went in.

He had a wide social circle and met friends wherever he went, sitting down and ordering a couple dozen beers.

“Haven’t seen you run out in a while, what’s up? Finally got the girl?”

Lorcan George had been pursuing Blanche Capra hard and his friends knew about it.

“No, she’s married, you can’t say that out there, it’s a bad influence on her.” Lorcan George took a big gulp of beer and exhaled, “Besides, I don’t want to pursue her anymore, after all these years, it’s time for me to avert my eyes, maybe there’s a more suitable one.”

Even if he couldn’t get his favorite, at least he could love again.

“That’s not a good attitude for you to have, it’s the widowed young woman that’s the most exciting.”

Lorcan George frowned and smacked him on the shoulder, “I’m warning you, stop talking nonsense, it’s not certain if York Charlie is dead or not, as long as she’s still holding on to hope, she’s not a widow.”

“Got it, better take a look at the scenery in front of you,” his best friend winked and Lorcan George followed his gaze expressionlessly behind him, the dance floor was crowded with men and women so tightly packed together that it was impossible to see what they looked like.

“Let’s not have this kind of stuff.” Lorcan George assumed he was talking about the woman behind him, he was here to let go of his past but he wasn’t a casual person either.

“Oops no, I mean the staff member who sells the drinks, her body isn’t that hot but she’s a great looker, she’s a popular person here, how many men buy drinks from her just to get her to come closer and look at him one more time.” His best friend put a hand on his shoulder.

Lorcan George took a closer look and finally realized who he was referring to – if it wasn’t Shireen Miller.

“Shireen Miller?” he asked, not realizing that she was now reduced to working in a nightclub.

“That’s her, THE Miller Family Missy, too bad THE Miller Family cut ties with her, that set of nude photos she exposed at the time wasn’t really much to look at, real talent looks good.”

“I wonder how it feels to touch.”

Lorcan George was close to giving one of them a big mouth, “Don’t say these dirty words, are you hooligans? At least you’re a rich kid.”

Giving him such a lecture, his best friend settled down quite a bit, “Also, you see how the human hooligans treat her, it’s also pathetic ah, a big lady is reduced to such a state.”

Rascal?

Lorcan George turned his head and realized that Shireen Miller had been splashed with beer at some point, and several large men were surrounding her, clearly bullying her.

“This kind of thing happens all the time, and she usually fights back without being scolded, so as not to be done anything more excessive.”

Shireen Miller was indeed expressionless, like a numb machine, letting the other party scold her and say some obscenities, she was blandly indifferent.

When he saw her, Lorcan George suddenly remembered how Blanche Capra looked after he returned to China. At that time, Blanche Capra had to work part-time in several jobs, and often customers or photographers would try to make light of her because of her looks, and she also suffered from it.

By chance, Lorcan George found Blanche Capra being verbally humiliated by the photographer who was trying to make fun of her, and when the photographer left, she crouched down and cried.

At that time, he thought, Blanche Capra’s heart must be very bitter to be so sad.

I’m sure Shireen Miller must have felt the same pain in her heart.