Chapter 441
Chapter 441
Charlotte continued to look through her computer for clues. Apart from the diagram, Shane also had a document saved. When she opened it and looked through it, she noticed that there were two different writing styles in it as well. She was familiar with one of them, the other style was more immature and spiteful. It was a style filled with maliciousness.
She could not believe that Shane, a twelve-year-old, would write something like that. His anger was tinged with murderous intent by the looks of it.
When she read the more familiar writing style, she found that the tone it had taken was relatively mild. There was no mention of killing Augustus, or crippling him.
However, if Shane already knew that Augustus was already dead, why did he still continue to write this?
His plan had already succeeded after all, so why didn't he delete the things he wrote when he was twelve?
Just as Charlotte contemplated, the door was suddenly opened. Frightened, she hurriedly closed all the tabs on her computer and quickly opened up her browser and looked through the latest news reports.
"Why did you leave me alone with Avery?" Shane walked to her side and sat down. He reached out and put his arm around her shoulder and leaned on it. He looked exhausted. After that, he closed his eyes and Charlotte could see a layer of sweat had formed on his forehead. The tip of his nose was covered with it as well.
Charlotte took out a piece of tissue and wiped his face for him. She said, "Isn't it fun to play with other children? Don't forget, you're only twelve now."
"You left me alone just so you can look at the news?" Shane asked with his eyes half-closed as he looked at her computer screen.
"What's wrong?" She asked nonchalantly.
"Do you think the news is more important than me?" As he spoke, he leaned into her as he held her in his arms. However, this movement made him catch a glimpse at some of the unclosed tabs on Charlotte's computer. His gaze suddenly turned cold.
However, Charlotte did not notice this change. She hooked her arms around his neck and raised her eyebrows as she looked at him. "Did Avery let you run around with the others just now? Once you've recovered your memories, you'll be surprised by how different it is to play with them as an adult."
Shane remained silent.
"What's wrong?" She asked suspiciously.
Shane didn't answer her, merely leaned over and kissed her.
He was being very aggressive and had torn off Charlotte's clothes in no time. Unable to withstand his heavy weight on her, she reached out her hand and pressed it against his chest. "Shane, you're hurting me. Go gentler please..."
The man ignored her and continued to assault her with kisses.
After a long while, Shane finally loosened his grip on her just as she was about to pass out. She laid on the bed with closed eyes and was so tired that she did not want to move. Shane left hickeys all over her body.
She pulled up the quilt to cover her body before glaring at the man sitting at his desk. "Shane, what's wrong with you today?"
"You've seen the diagram, haven't you?"
Charlotte's heart skipped a beat and she felt herself go cold. However, she quickly came back to her senses and asked, "What diagram?"
"Augustus."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You left some of the tabs unclosed, you know?" Shane declared impassively. "You were looking through them just now, weren't you?"
Charlotte didn't want to blatantly lie, but she didn't intend to admit to Shane's accusation either. She merely stayed silent and curled up in bed.
Seeing that she was not denying it, Shane placed the computer in front of him then walked up to Charlotte one step at a time. Charlotte backed away fearfully, but her body was still sore from what they had done just now so she could not retreat any further. She could only watch as he walked closer.
Shane held her chin and said with disappointment, "Why didn't you just ask me if you wanted to know the truth?"
"I..." She did not know what to say.
Shane caressed her cheeks. He had a lot to say to her, but in the end, he found that he couldn't get any words out. Looking at her glowing face, he couldn't help but get upset.
Shouldn't he be the one Charlotte trusted most?
Why would she choose to work with Avery behind his back to lure him away? Why was she not willing to just ask him herself?
Charlotte was intimidated by his glare. She lowered her head and braced herself as she spoke, "Avery and I were curious about the thing with Augustus, so he went to dig up some information on what exactly triggered everything. Avery speculated that the reason why you had mentally returned to the age right before your twelfth birthday was to modify your plan, so that Augustus wouldn't die, even if he was punished."
"So, you read my plan?"
"That's right..."
"What do you think about it?"
"I don't understand it." Charlotte swallowed her saliva and said, "You've obviously recovered your memories, so why did you still complete the previous plan? Isn't the issue settled already? Augustus is already dead! Even if you devise a near-perfect plan right now, you can't prevent all that has already happened, unless you want to..."
Charlotte's voice stopped abruptly. She widened her eyes in disbelief, "Hold on, don't tell me you're planning to..." This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.
"I'm planning to exact the same plan, but aim it at someone else." Shane gave the answer with a poker face.
"Who are you targeting this time?" Charlotte immediately grabbed his shoulders and shook her head furiously. "Shane, no matter how much someone has offended you, there are other ways..."
"Christopher."
In an instant, Charlotte was rendered speechless.
If anyone else were to get killed, she would definitely feel pity for them. But if it was Christopher, she wouldn't bat an eye.
Christopher had done too many horrible things and even killed Mrs. Fuller Senior. She really did think that a man like him should just die.
"Shane, let's forget about that for a while, alright?" Charlotte hugged his waist tightly. "Just pretend you've really lost your memories and relax these few days. When the time comes, we'll seek justice at court once Christopher is captured, okay?"
"I don't disagree that he has to be judged by the law. But before that, I must exact my revenge on him." Shane pushed her hand away.
"Shane!" Tears welled up in Charlotte's eyes. "There are many ways to punish evil people like him, but turning yourself into one of them is simply foolish!"
"I was never a good person to begin with! There, I've said it! Are you disappointed with me now?"
Charlotte was struck speechless.
It was impossible for Shane to go on in life anymore without some blood on his hands. Even though she had never thought about killing someone, she was responsible for ruining many lives. How many people have lost their jobs because of her? How many have gone bankrupt and even died?
"Shane..." Charlotte whimpered.
At that point, Shane had already reached the door.
However, the way Charlotte called out to him was filled with despair and sadness. It was impossible for him to take another step forward.
He sighed and turned back to her.
Before he could do anything else, she pounced on him and hugged him tightly. "I know you would support me if I decided the same thing as well. So, since you've decided on this, well, I will support you."
He looked at the woman in his arms with utter fondness.
"I'll go anywhere with you, even if that place is hell."
"There's no need for that."
"Please don't leave me. I can support you in every way you ask me to. Don't keep any secrets from
me anymore. I really don't want to lose you, okay?"
Shane didn't answer.
Charlotte tilted her head upwards and kissed his lips.
"After this thing with Christopher is over, I'll go play the piano as you have always wanted. If you want to know anything else, just ask me and I'll tell you. But before the dilemma is settled, I will not tell you anything."
After that, he pushed her aside and turned to leave.
The sorrow and pain Charlotte felt in her heart magnified as she stared after Shane's retreating back.
Sometimes, she really couldn't understand him.
A while later...
Charlotte took out her phone and made a call.
The person she was calling picked up fairly quickly.