Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 20

"Are you sure you didn't do anything?"

Charlotte's gaze was filled with suspicion as she stared the servant down.

The servant's face immediately turned sour.

"Miss, all I did was accidentally spill some wine on you. Are you trying to bully us who have no status by framing me in this way?" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Charlotte's gaze lingered on her unwaveringly as she said calmly, "I simply asked a straightforward question without putting the blame on you. Why are you getting defensive?" Speaking, she tore her eyes away from the servant and began scanning each corner of the room they were in.

"A wealthy family such as the Emersons should have a surveillance system in place, am I right? In that case, shall we take a look at the recordings to uncover when exactly I stole the necklace?"

Charlotte's gaze ultimately fell on Elaine. The coldness in her eyes sent a chill down Elaine's spine.

However, thinking of her prior arrangements, Elaine regained confidence.

"Get the recordings," Elaine instructed the housekeeper.

The housekeeper immediately stepped forward with an unsettled expression. He stammered, "Madam, the recordings..."

"Did the surveillance system fail unexpectedly yesterday, or was it because I tampered with the cameras, that you're unable to pull out these recordings?" Before the housekeeper could finish, Charlotte snatched his lines from him.

The housekeeper was stupefied. His lips parted, but he was at a loss for words.

All of a sudden, the people around them let their imagination run wild.

Charlotte's quick- witted words shocked Elaine, but she did not let her guard down.

She glared at the housekeeper as though she was not the mastermind. "What's going on?"

The housekeeper flew into a panic, but he quickly regained composure. He stared at Charlotte with astonishment and responded cautiously, "Miss, how did you know that the surveillance system was down yesterday?"

With that, he tossed another glare at the servant standing on one side.

The servant immediately caught on. Her face warped into a grimace and she raised a finger at Charlotte, shrieking, "Of course she would know!" "It was me who told her! The theft of the necklace was a plot we conspired together, but I never would have guessed that she would shift the blame onto me once she was caught red-handed!"

"Since you made my life difficult, I won't let you live comfortably either!"

Charlotte waited for her to finish before she broke into applause. She praised, "Great, this is brilliant. With such extraordinary acting skills, what a pity it is that you're not part of the entertainment industry to be crowned Best Actress."

In the past, it was thanks to Elaine's superb acting that she managed to frame Charlotte not just once or twice, but over and over again.

But now, this Charlotte standing right here was no longer the once foolish girl who could not be bothered to explain herself.

She chuckled lightly, but her gaze turned into icicles as she stared coldly at the servant.

"Since you claimed that it was a scheme we came up hand-in-hand, would you mind telling me how we arranged this?

"How did I lay my eyes on you? How did we contact each other? What did I offer you in exchange for helping me steal the necklace? How did you manage to take the necklace from Madam Emerson? Lastly, why did you try to stall me after spilling the wine on me, instead of letting me leave immediately?"

As Charlotte spat out her questions word by word, she inched closer to the servant with clear- cut footsteps. The astonishingly powerful coldness radiating off of her was enough to make everyone hold their breath.

The servant stumbled backward subconsciously and she was so frightened she fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Charlotte couldn't help but sneer. She turned back to look at Elaine and asked again in her cold voice, "Excuse me again, Madam Emerson. Could you also explain why your guards immediately rushed to me in the massive crowd once you finished announcing the loss of your necklace?"