Chapter 120. A Concept

CHARLOTTE

Zoey suddenly stepped in front of Leo, blocking my view of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her body pressing against his.

My stomach twisted.

What shocked me wasn’t Zoey.

It was Leo.

He didn’t push her away.

He didn’t step back.

He just… stood there.

Acting like nothing was happening.

A bitter laugh slipped from my lips.

So this was why he asked me not to act like we knew each other?

So he could flirt with any woman he wanted?

“Charlotte.” Robert’s voice echoed through the speakers.

I blinked, suddenly aware that everyone was staring at me.

“We are still waiting for your answer,” he said. “Have you forgiven us?”

The nervousness that had been squeezing my lungs vanished—replaced by hot, boiling fury.

I smiled coldly. “Forgiven you? I didn’t think that part was scripted. I’m already used to the ill treatment from every single one of you. All because of what, exactly?”