Chapter 59
Yasmine was clearly trying to defend herself.
Charlotte fixed her with a piercing stare, her eyes sharp as blades, as if she could bore a hole straight through her.
“You should be thanking your lucky stars I was there today. If I hadn’t stepped in, and Jenny had been killed by that man, you would’ve been looking at a murder charge.”
Yasmine bit her lip and said nothing, her face drained of all color.
Just then, Jenny tugged gently at Charlotte’s sleeve, her voice full of concern.
“Miss Riley, your arm… it’s still bleeding. You need to get to the hospital.”
Charlotte’s arm had indeed been slashed. While the wound wasn’t life–threatening, it had bled a lot. Her entire left sleeve was stained red.
Without another word to Yasmine, Charlotte turned and left the firm for the hospital.
She had just picked up her prescription after getting her wound treated when she ran straight into Wendy.
Wendy’s expression was tight, her tone sharp.
“Charlotte? What are you doing here?”
Charlotte was a little surprised to see her.
So Wendy had come to Jersey City too.
Then again, it made sense. Wherever Zac went, Wendy always followed. He probably couldn’t bear to leave her behind in Harbor City. Charlotte didn’t want to waste time arguing. She simply walked around Wendy and kept going.
Wendy glared after her, eyes full of spite.
She narrowed her eyes. “Like a bad penny,” she thought. “Always turning up.”
Then she thought of Zac.
They hadn’t even finished their trip in Silverridge when Zac suddenly booked a flight to Jersey City. Was it because of Charlotte?
And were the injuries he got last night related to her too?
The more Wendy thought about it, the tighter she clenched her fists.
As soon as Sean saw the breaking news about the attack
at S&G, he immediately called Charlotte.
“Lottie, I just saw the news–someone caused a scene at your firm, and people got stabbed. Are you okay? Where are you? I’ll come get you.” Charlotte was holding a bag of medication and pressing the elevator button as she answered, “I’m fine. I’m actually at the same hospital you’re in. I was planning to stop by your room.”
Sean sounded visibly shaken.
“How bad is the injury?”
“Nothing serious. Just a cut on my arm. Surface wound. I’ll be fine in a few days.”
When Charlotte entered the hospital room, Sean saw the bandage wrapped around her arm. His expression darkened with concern.
“That looks serious,” he said quietly, his voice full of pain.
Charlotte caught the look in his eyes.
If he was this worried even after the wound had been cleaned and wrapped, how would he have reacted if he had seen her earlier when her whole sleeve was soaked in blood?
“I’m hiring a bodyguard for you,” he said, his tone firm. “Being a lawyer is clearly a dangerous job. I won’t feel at ease unless you have someone with you. And don’t even think about saying no. I don’t ever want something like this to happen again.”
Charlotte pressed her lips together and nodded.
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“Okay.”
Sean gently took her hand, his voice soft.
“I’ll pick someone good–someone with real skills.”
“One is enough,” she said. “Today was an exception. Things aren’t usually this dangerous.”
Sean wasn’t budging.
“I’m still not comfortable with just one.”
“Alright,” Charlotte said, looking up at him, hesitating slightly. “But… I have to go to work. Having a bodyguard with me all the time might get in the way.”
“That’s easy,” Sean replied. “I’ll speak to the senior partners at S&G. Have them set up a private security office at the firm. He can be stationed there, posing as a regular security guard.“.
“That actually sounds doable,” Charlotte admitted. “Especially after today, I’m sure the firm will take security more seriously.”
Her eyes drifted to the small table beside his hospital bed, where his laptop was sitting.
She frowned slightly.
“You’re still working? You’re supposed to be resting.”
“There’s an important project going on at the company,” he said. “I don’t trust anyone else to handle it.”
Charlotte gave him a look.
“Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself.”
Sean’s dark eyes softened, rippling with affection.
