Chapter 7 The papers fluttered to the ground . Someone picked one up and glanced at it . This actually looks legit … Charles , is this real ? Charless voice was indifferent . Just a cheap old trick . He was convinced that I was merely throwing a tantrum . He was certain I wouldnt leave . All my struggles , my desperate cries , were nothing but petty dramatics in his eyes . Even now , the way he looked at me held nothing but thinly veiled mockery . Charlotte Edwards , I suggest you stop before you make a fool of yourself . A deep exhaustion crept over me . When a flower withers , even if it blooms again , its no longer the same flower . People are no different . I turned to leave . Crash- The sound of a glass shattering rang out behind me . Charlotte Edwards , think carefully once you step out of here , who would want you ? Who would even dare to ? I wasnt sure what my face looked like at that moment , but judging by the sudden silence in the crowd , it must have been awful . My vision blurred . Charless figure twisted into a monstrous shadow before my eyes . Once again , I felt my soul plummeting into the abyss . The last time , Charles had caught me . This time , he was the one who pushed me in . I bit down on my lip so hard that the taste of blood filled my mouth . Oh , Charles , look , isnt this the glass Charlotte Edwards drank from ? But … it doesnt smell like alcohol . 08:51 C Dancing into the Heart of Mr. Cod 4.0 % Chapter 7 The liquor had been poured in front of Charles Olivins necusation was an obvious lie Yet.Charles believed her . Like he had finally found an excuse , he stepped forward and grabbed my wrist . Charlotte Edwards , youve really disappointed me . Apologize to Olivia . Ilis voice was cold and impatient The alcohol was wreaking havoc on my system . My vision split into countless overlapping images . I struggled to move , the only thought left in my mind escape , But Charles wouldnt let me go . Pain shot through my forearm . Compared to his strength , my resistance was laughable . I let out a gasp.and Charless grip only tightened . You think Ill fall for your little tricks again ? Im telling you , tonight , youre going on that stage whether you like it or not . Olivia giggled . Charles , my performance requires big movements . Charlotte Edwardss dress is too long , it might get in the way … If shes not changing.maybe we should just cut off half of it ? Charles hesitated only for a moment . Hold her down ! Hands reached out toward me from all directions . I was terrified . I wanted to scream , to fight back , but at this moment , I was nothing more than a fish out of water desperately thrashing , powerless against the inevitable . No- ! I screamed in my mind . Ah ! A sharp cry rang out . What the hell ?! Who the f * ck- One by one , the curses turned into gasps . Suddenly , my body felt light . 08:51 4.2 % Dancing into the Heart of Mr. Cold Chapter 7 Then , I fell into the embrace of someone with a faint scent of sandalwood . I struggled to lift my eyelids . In the haze of my vision , I barely caught sight of a cuff adorned with diamond studs . Which blind fool dares to touch my- The man who had been holding me down turned , furious only to meet a pair of cold , pitch black eyes . The rest of his words died in his throat . The man holding me was at least 63 tall , exuding an aura of pure dominance . His face was striking razor sharp brows slanting into his temples , long lashes casting deep shadows over his icy gaze . His lips were pressed into a thin line , his entire demeanor radiating an unapproachable chill . His features were undeniably handsome , but the air around him was dark and suffocating , keeping everyone at a wary distance . But the first thing Charles noticed wasnt his presence it was his status . Behind the man stood a full circle of black suited bodyguards , each one tall, imposing , and leagues above your average security personnel . And standing by the mans right side was an elderly figure Charles recognized Elder Adams . The same Elder Adams whom he had tried countless times to meet , only to be turned away . The old man , with his head of silver hair ,stood slightly hunched over , gripping his cane with both hands in an unmistakably submissive posture . Charles had never seen him bow to anyone before . A bad feeling crept into his chest as he looked at the man holding me . His voice carried a cautious edge . This gentleman … may I ask your name ? The man , towering over Charles , looked down at him with thinly veiled disdain . A group of people ganging up to bully a woman arent you ashamed ? Charles kept his face neutral . This is a misunderstanding . She asked to stay and perform . After all , this is a rare opportunity to gain fame . The mans lips curled into a mocking smile . A lie so bad , even the liar himself wouldnt believe it . Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!