Chapter 61

Open Up

"I was fifteen when I met her..." James started his story.

Fifteen? She held her breath, not ready to hear the continuation of the story.

"She was a thirty-three years old woman back then, I remembered that day very clearly, I was lost in the middle of the city after some gangster robbed me and left me with nothing but a pair of shabby shoes..." he let out a long sigh before continuing his story.

"I was so hungry, cold, and exhausted, I almost fell asleep on the pavement when suddenly an expensive car stopped in front of me and a woman stepped out from inside it, she held her hand to me and told me to come with her to the nearest restaurant to have a dinner with her, and that woman is Nora Johnson..."

Charlotte bit her lip so hard that it turned pale instantly while her hand was gripping the wine glass tightly.

"And after that? She took you to her house?" asked her, choking.

James sipped his wi