"I…"
"I know Isabelle invited you today to set us up, but she's just jealous of me for getting a rich boyfriend. That's why she wanted to separate me and Lucas. If I actually did as she wished, I'd be the biggest fool in the world!"
I stood there in silence. Looking at her beautiful, yet cold, eyes, I couldn't help but let out a self-deprecating smile.
What was I doing here? What did her safety have to do with me? My being there for her was completely unnecessary.
"Why are you glaring at me? If you don't agree with what I'm saying, just take a look in the mirror! You'll see how out of my league you are! Now, piss off!" With that, she pushed me away and slammed the door in my face.
I took a deep breath and walked away.
I went back to my room and sat on my bed. I felt so angry at our conversation that I was cursing Charlotte in my head. If Lucas really did something to her, it was no longer my business.
But on second thought, even if she insulted me, she still didn't deserve to be treated like that.
I thought long and hard, and in the end, I couldn't help but call Mr. Zimmer.
Since he was the one who handled Charlotte's problems, it was best if he explained everything to Charlotte's father himself.
At the same time, I asked him to not mention my involvement in the matter. I didn't want my background to be exposed.
After the call, I lay on my bed, patiently waiting for things to unfold.
Around 15 minutes later, I heard intense knocking coming from the hallway, followed by Charlotte's cries.
"Isabelle! Isabelle! Come out now!"
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