Chapter 700

Charlotte arched an eyebrow, perfectly calm as she pulled out her phone. She opened her social media app and shot Anthony a quick message. Don’t show your face.
When Anthony read it, his lips pressed into a thin line and his brow creased in frustration. She’d already reunited with her three brothers, so why wouldn’t she even let him be there for her? He couldn’t help but feel left out and a little hurt.
He barely had time to process it before another message popped up. The leaders at N Organization all know what I look like. If we go public with our relationship now and your identity gets out…
She didn’t have to finish. He understood exactly what she meant.
He’d nearly destroyed N Organization years ago. Those people still hated him with a passion. If the leaders found out about them, they’d probably come for him without a second thought.
Anthony gripped his phone, his thumb resting over the keyboard as he typed, I’m not afraid.
But before he could hit send, Charlotte’s next message appeared. Trust me.
Anthony’s lips curled in a faint smile as he looked up at her from across the way. He let out a soft sigh. Sooner or later, he knew he’d have to answer to N Organization for everything that happened. Even if it cost him everything, he’d accept it.
He turned off his phone, deciding not to go over to her. Instead, he glanced at Hans and asked, “Did you find the person spreading lies about Lottie online?”
Hans nodded, all business. “Yes. She’s a freshman in the medical department at The Cabinda University. She’s the one who hired paparazzi and spread most of the rumors about Charlotte.”
Anthony’s eyes went cold. The temperature in the room seemed to drop with his expression.
“Should we deal with her now?” Hans continued.
The girl was just a clueless nobody, thinking a few candid photos would ruin Charlotte’s name. She had no idea the ‘other man’ in the pictures was actually Charlotte’s brother. She’d set herself up for disaster.
“Let The Gates Family handle this,” Anthony said, sliding his hands into his pockets: He kept his gaze fixed on te, who was surrounded.
an
by reporters. His eyes were unreadable. “They’ve waited twenty years for something like this.”
Hans nodded, understanding perfectly.
***
At the same time, Charlotte put her phone away without a hint of hesitation and followed her three brothers to the front of the building. Bodyguards moved ahead clearing a path, but the reporters surged in behind them, camera flashes lighting up nonstop.
“Donald, Roger.” Kenneth’s voice was cool as he stared down the reporters. There was a sharp edge in his eyes. “I’ll take care of the news coverage. You two get Lottie upstairs.”
He refused to let a few trolls ruin such an important day.
“No need,” Charlotte replied before he could say more. She slowly lifted her head her face breathtaking in its calm beauty Her voice was steady
and clear. “I have something to say to the people spreading rumors
about me online.”
Donald, Roger, and Kenneth all turned to her, baffled, clearly not expecting this.
The reporters snapped to attention, shoving microphones and cameras in her direction, ready for anything she might say.
Everything went quiet as people leaned in, waiting for some kind of headline.
Charlotte stood tall, chin high, her tone icy and unbothered. “You really think you can take me down with these cheap tricks?”