the way. I was quite offensive today. Later, I will personally go to your house and apologize,” Old Mr. Larson current demeanor is very humble.
Charlene glanced at home and said lightly, “About the medal, don’t tell anyone. This is our secret.”
Old Mr. Laron immediately nodded, “I understand.”
Then, as if saidanly remembering something, he asked, “Miss Bellerose, why did you hide your identity and go to study on the West Princeton? Isn’t
that a waste of time?
The students studying on the West Princeton ultimately aspire to achieve the Elite Medal.
Maricate, already a max level Elite Medal powerhouse, starting from scratch on the West Princeton- what does this mean?
Charlotte replied indifferently, “Just passing time.”
Upon hearing her answer, Old Mr. Larson refrained from further comments.
He was prepared to personally escort Charlotte back home, and just as the two of them reached the doorstep-
Jean pushed her son, Harry, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and they bumped into each other head–on.
The mother and son saw Charlotte emerge unscathed, looking relaxed, causing them to be both astonished and puzzled.
“Grandpar Harry nearly jumped from his wheelchair. “Why haven’t you dealt with her?! At least send her to the hospital so I can vent my anger!”
Jean frowned, displeased. “Dad, why..”
Upon hearing this, Old Mr. Larson suddenly became furious, his face turning red and his eyes glaring as he roared, “Do you even know what you’re saying?
“If you dare to speak disrespectfully again, immediately get out of the Larson family!”
Jean and Harry, the mother and son pair, froze instantly.
Old Mr. Larson had never spoken such harsh words, leaving the two of them dumbfounded.
They
They were so frightened they didn’t dare to breathe, their faces turning pale.
Charlotte cast a nonchalant glance at them and calmly walked out of the Larson family’s gate.
Old Mr. Larson immediately followed.
“Miss Bellerose, let me take you back,” he offered courteously.
Charlotte was about to respond when her gaze inadvertently caught a Rolls–Royce at the street corner.
This is….
“Miss Bellerose…” Old Mr. Larson looked at her with reverence, waiting for her reply.
“No need,” Charlotte waved at him, “I’ll go by myself.”
With that, she headed straight towards the all–black Rolls–Royce.
As she approached, the rear door was abruptly opened.
Before she could react, a hand from inside the car grabbed her wrist—
She was pulled in, and then smoothly seated in the soft interior of the car.
Max’s hand remained on her wrist.
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Chapter 76: Max Gets Angry
The man fingers were slender, with distinct knuckles, and the fingertips had a faint coolness.
His pair of pitch black, profound eyes were fixed on her.
In the depths of his eyes, it seemed like an inexplicable vortex was swirling, ready to engulf anyone.
“Why didn’t you tell me? Max spoke, his voice cold, low, and exceptionally captivating in the car.
If he hadn’t received the call for help from Edward, he wouldn’t have known that this girl had been brought alone to the Larson family.
She was unwilling to tell him anything, and then she came here without a word.
“Brother.” Charlotte subconsciously called out to him.
hut up,” Max didn’t want to hear her call him brother, thinking it might soften him?
This was bad.
Charlotte never expected Max to be angry.
This was the first time she had seen Max in an angry state.
Was he really angry over this matter?
It was just that she didn’t inform him about coming to the Larson family herself…
