Alexander immediately smiled maliciously when he heard Jed speak.


    He shot Charlotte a hateful re before walking over to untie Isabelle. After that, he turned around, grabbed Charlotte, and pushed her back into the chair, tying her up again.


    Once he finished, he raised his hand and pped her twice. "How dare you hit me! I''ll make sure you learn the consequences of crossing me today!"


    Isabelle hurried forward to stop him. "Mr. Alexander, please don''t hit Charlotte anymore. I''ll apologize on her behalf. Please just let her go!"


    Alexander coldly replied, "Ms. Harrington, I''ll let you go today because of your connections. But don''t interfere with my business with Charlotte. You know how things are between us. She hit me at the barst time. Do you really think I can let her off the hook?"


    Isabelle frowned. "But..."


    "No buts! Ms. Harrington, please understand my position. I''ll see you out now." As he spoke, he signaled to his bodyguards.


    The bodyguards stepped forward, preparing to push Isabelle out forcibly, but she became desperate. "No, I can''t leave. I can''t just leave Charlotte here!"


    On the brink of tears, Charlotte said, "Isabelle, go ahead. Once you''re outside, call the police or bring someone to rescue me!"


    "Alright then!"


    Realizing that staying wouldn''t make a difference and understanding she couldn''t save Charlotte, Isabelle quietly followed the bodyguards into the factory yard.


    Meanwhile, I remained on the upper floor. There were too many of Alexander''s people in the yard for me to leave safely.


    In the room, only a few bodyguards and Charlotte remained. At that moment, she was trembling in fear, with tears streaming down her face. But despite her terror, she showed no signs of regret.


    She bit her lip hard and muttered to herself repeatedly, "What''s going on? Why does the big shot want to save Isabelle but ignore me? Did I really offend them? But how could I


    possibly offend someone so important? When I meet someone


    powerful, I always try to please


    them..."


    I couldn''t help but sneer.


    Charlotte truly only respected those with power and status. When she encountered someone above her, she would tter and suck up to them. But when it was someone like me someone with little to offer-she would look down on them, treating them with disdain.


    A woman like her was beyond redemption.


    Initially, I thought of rescuing her while Alexander was away, but after hearing what she said, I no longer wanted to help. I simply went downstairs with Quintus.


    However, as we neared the yard, we heard a heated argument.


    "I said I''m not leaving! I''ll only go if Charlottees with me. Alexander, if you''re not afraid of me calling the police, it means you''ve already covered your tracks and made sure that there''s no evidence to use against you. But if I leave today, Charlotte will be tortured by you!


    "If Charlotte doesn''t leave, I won''t either! Do as you wish!"


    Alexander trembled in anger. "Ms. Harrington, I advise you not to push your luck!"


    "I don''t care! I''m definitely leaving with Charlotte. Otherwise, I''ll just stay here."


    With that, she leaned against the car.


    I couldn''t help but feel confused. What was Isabelle up to now? Didn''t she just agree to go out and find help to save Charlotte? Why was she refusing to leave?


    Then I heard Isabelle speak again. "You confiscated my phone and even removed the battery. If I want to find someone to help, it''ll take at least an hour. By then, it''ll be toote! Alexander, release her now, or I''ll call that big shot!"