Winning Her Heart Back

 The Switch

The most famous entertainment club in Capebatt City was Westward Club.

In one of its private rooms, the dim lights and ambiguous atmosphere created a seductive mood. A sensually-dressed woman danced behind a screen, raising the heat of the night with every move.

Unfortunately, Charles had no interest in any of this.

He lounged lazily on the couch while a beautiful young woman knelt by his feet, occasionally pouring him a drink or feeding him some fruit. They appeared intimate, but nothing more was happening between them.

After ending a phone call and tossing his phone aside, the woman immediately fed him a grape and called out sweetly, "Mr. Davis."

"Good girl," Charles said with a smirk and patted her head as if she were a pet. Just then, Beathan walked in and asked, "Who did you call?"

"Mr. Middleton," Charles replied. He found the grape to be quite sweet. "Our informant at the hospital said that William has taken Ms. Hoven there for a blood test. It seems that she might be pregnant."

Beathan's expression darkened at the mention of that name. As he sat down on the couch, another woman tried to approach and serve him, but he pushed her away.

Charles raised his head to look. "Why are you more upset about her being pregnant than I am?"

Beathan quietly took a sip of his drink. "Some pregnancies are indeed nothing to be happy about. It would be better if it could be terminated."

Charles chuckled. He then gripped the woman's chin and said, "Quick, darling, give Mr. Collins a tip on how to get rid of a pregnancy without breaking the law."

The woman giggled and said, "Use musk."

Beathan looked over.

Charles raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"It's from the drama "The Queen's Ascension,' Mr. Davis. Haven't you watched it? The concubines would use musk to terminate the other women's pregnancies if they didn't like her."

The woman moved to sit beside Charles. She wrapped her arm around his and pressed her chest against him, trying to entice him to stay the night.

"How can you believe things from TV dramas?" Charles laughed. He casually pulled out a wad of hundred- dollar bills and stuffed it into the woman's shirt. "Alright, stop rubbing against me. I'm not in the mood. Go and check if our food is ready."

The woman understood the cue. She knew that they were about to discuss some serious matters and that it was not appropriate for her and the others to be present. Thus, she called the other women in the room to leave together.

Charles tossed a grape into his mouth before saying, "After leaving the hospital, William and Ms. Hoven went hand in hand to Cloudex Corporation. The whole circle will know who Mrs. Middleton is in a couple of days. If William didn't intend for Ms. Hoven to be known as Mrs. Middleton for life, he wouldn't be doing this. They're in it together now."

Beathan's tone was ambiguous as he asked, "Don't you suspect that this is all an act by William?"Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Charles grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and threw it at him. "You've always been suspicious of everyone, and studying law has made you even more so. Why don't you trust people?"

Beathan didn't respond to the question.

Later, when the waiter brought the food, they dropped the subject. After finishing their meal, Beathan went to the restroom.

As he walked by the open door of a private room, he overheard a conversation. "Mr. Undvike, are you really that busy lately? Every time we invite you out, you say that you're tied up."

Elias sounded tired as he replied, "I'm busy, of course. I've been running around non-stop."

Beathan paused, and a flicker of interest flashed in his eyes.

Another person, who was clearly drunk, said, "Alas, it's a different kind of busy. Mr. Undvike has been busy with baby-making lately."

Laughter erupted in the room. "Seriously? Mr. Undvike, didn't you dislike your wife? You said that she was old before you got married. Have you gotten tired of her already?"

"The tables have turned. Mr. Undvike is the one clinging to her now," the drunk person answered enthusiastically. "Earlier this year, Mr. Undvike sent his secretary to my family's pharmacy to replace her birth control pills with fertility drugs. Ha! He's tricking his wife into having a baby!"

"Whoa! Can you even do that?"

Elias swirled his drink with a neutral expression. "What's wrong? Can't we hold this gathering without talking about me?"

The room fell silent as everyone realized that he was displeased. They quickly covered the drunk man's mouth.

"Haha. Let's talk about something else. Did you hear about Thomas getting into a fight over an influencer and ending up in jail the other day?"