Chapter 9 Charles was stunned . He looked at Olivia , who was now curled up on the ground like a beaten dog , Olivia did you really say that ? Tears streamed down her face as she shook her head desperately , Rogerio clenched his fists , veins bulging on the back of his hand , Just as the storm inside him was about to explode , a weak murmur came from his arms . He immediately tensed , his brows furrowing How do you feel ? Dont be afraid . Were going to the hospital right now . Before leaving , Rogerio glanced at the untouched bottles on the table . Since you all cant tell the difference between alcohol and water , allow me to help you remember . One bottle per person . Finish them all . Elder Adams , Ill leave it to you . The elderly man respectfully watched Rogerio leave , then turned to the still stunned guests , his smile vanishing Drink up . More than a dozen bottles lined the table . No one could escape drinking at least one . Olivia , already forced to drink half a bottle , was visibly pale with fear . The others turned on her in anger . This is your fault ! Why did you say it was water ? How could you force Charlotte Edwards to drink when shes allergic ? She was about to leave why did you have to force her to dance ? What was the point ? Tears welled up in Olivias eyes as she clutched Charless sleeve . Charles , you believe me , right ? I really saw her switch glasses … Shes too smart to do something that would put herself in danger . Charles hesitated but nodded . Thats right . She mustve done this to make me feel guilty … Elder Adams , growing impatient with the theatrics , slammed his cane against the floor . Young man , whatever issues you have with her , settle them later . Right now , we have business to take care of . 08:51 Dancing into the Heart of Mr. Ca 5.3 % Chapter 9 Charles hesitated . But Elder Adams the banquet is about to start . If we drink ourselves stupid now wouldnt that be disrespectful to the host ? Oh Charles Elder Adams chudded darkly . Do you think you can offend President White and all sit here like nothing happene Everyones expressions changed Charles licked his dry lips . Elder Adams does President White know Charlotte Edwards ? Hes never been to London before . Just as I thought . Charles breathed a sigh of relief . Theres no way she knows someone that powerful . Olivia wiped her tears . This is bad … Now President White has misunderstood us all because of her . Shes really too reckless . She didnt even think about you . Charless face darkened . Ridiculous . Knock knock . Elder Adams rapped his cane against the floor . One last time will you drink willingly , or shall I force you ? When I regained consciousness , I found myself lying in a hospital bed . Bzzz- My phone vibrated on the nightstand . I instinctively reached for it and saw a string of missed calls from Charles . The unread messages at the top were all from him . Charlotte Edwards , youve disappointed me . I never expected you to care about me like Olivia does , but at least dont stab me in the back . Choosing to keep our marriage secret was the best decision I ever made . Are you trying to seduce Rogerio just to provoke me ? Forget it someone like him would never look at damaged goods like you . Explain everything to Rogerio , or dont bother coming back . Memories of the banquets humiliation surged through me . My chest tightened , a violent cough shaking my frame . A warm hand landed gently on my back , soothing me . Rebecca , how do you feel ? 08:51 Dancing into the Heart of Mr. 5.5 % I froze , eyes widening in shock . What … What did you just call me ? It had been so long since anyone called me Rebecca that I almost forgot that before becoming Charlotte Edwards.my name was Rebecca . Once the young lady of River Biotechnology , the model student and top scholar everyone spoke highly of . The name from the past brought back painful memories , and I instinctively pulled my hand back , curling into a ball . Im sorry , I scared you , the mans voice trembled , suppressing his emotions . Dont be afraid , Rebecca . Take a good look and see who I am . Perhaps his gentle reassurance calmed me , and my turbulent emotions slowly subsided . I rubbed my eyes hard , and the mans handsome features slowly began to merge with the young boy in my memories . Are you Rogerio ? When I was five , my parents took me to a remote mountain village for a charity event . A group of children , their clothes ragged , stood in front of us , each telling their sad stories . But I immediately noticed the silent boy standing at the back of the group . Compared to the other kids , he looked so frail and inconspicuous . Yet , in that fleeting moment when our eyes met , I somehow grabbed my fathers sleeve . Dad.I want that little brother ! My father , a well known doting father , naturally listened to me . So , Rogerio came with us back to London . I didnt know his full name ; I just followed behind him , calling him Rogerio . Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!