Chapter 2013 The Last Straw

"Charles, I'm fine. I know that you didn't mean it. It's alright, I don't blame you." Vicky's face reddened in embarrassment. She felt that she needed to say something to make him feel better.

"Alright, let's go," said Charles. He neither cared nor felt sorry for Vicky.

Vicky slid into the car and rubbed her injured arm while glancing at Charles from time to time. But Charles had completely ignored her. He hadn't looked at her on the way–not even once. With Charles ignoring her, the one hour journey seemed longer to Vicky.

She was frustrated and finally gave up. Vicky understood that Charles wouldn't look at her.

As soon as they arrived at the villa, Vicky got out of the car. David grabbed her luggage and helped her get inside. But Charles had no intention of going inside.

"Charles, don't you want to come in?" Vicky's heart sank when she saw that Charles was going to leave.

"I'm going to the Dream Garden. My mom is still mad at you. You'd better stay here," Charles answered impassively, as he was losing his patience.

"Fine. I'll listen to you, but only if you come to visit me regularly." Vicky stepped closer to Charles and batted her lashes, trying to look sexy. She was becoming cranky as Charles wasn't paying any attention to her.

Charles immediately retreated, creating enough space to prevent her from touching him again.

"I should go now. Rest well. I've arranged for Stella to take care of you." Charles walked out without giving Vicky a chance to utter another word.

Charles hadn't arranged for Stella to take care of Vicky. He wanted her to keep an eye on Vicky–to see what the woman was up to.

Vicky hadn't complained. She felt that things would be much easier when there was someone to take care of her, rather than do all the housework on her own.

After Charles and David were gone, Stella came out of the kitchen. "Miss Ruan, are you hungry? Do you want me to bring something for you to eat?" Stella asked politely.

"No," Vicky said sternly. She had always concealed her true self and tried to be a sweet, well-behaved woman when Charles

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He had a sudden urge to see Sheryl.

Charles caught David sneaking furtive glances at him–as if he was trying hard to say something. Although Charles initially avoided him, he wanted to find out what was bothering David. "What's the matter? Do you have anything to tell me?"

"Err...Mr. Lu, something recently happened. I'm not quite sure if I should tell you or not." David looked uneasy. He was finding it difficult to open up to Charles.

"Tell me." Charles looked at David intently.

David had no other option but to tell the truth.

"Your mother caused a lot of confusion the other day. But it's all good now; Miss. Xia has already solved the problem," David said, trying to find the right words to say. "She had gone to meet Belinda–Jackson's fiancée and almost got them to break up. Luckily, Miss. Xia handled the matter well and cleared up the confusion."

"What?"

Charles was appalled by his mother's behavior. He never thought that she'd do such a thing. She hadn't listened to what Charles had told her the last time, after all.

"But your mother behaved well since that incident, Mr. Lu. Miss Xia didn't go after her later." David didn't want this to be the last straw for Charles. So he wanted to make things clear to him.

"I see. Stop the car. I want to see Sher." Charles gazed at the gate of the Cloud Advertising company, lost in thought.