Chapter 19
Chapter 19
Shortly after the wedding, Isaac took over a significant portion of his family’s business, officially beginning his career in the corporate world. The company, renamed “Harmonex Group,” embarked on a new direction under his leadership. As his business expanded, Isaac’s reputation in New York’s corporate circles grew steadily, marking him as a rising star.
Charlotte gradually found her place within Harmonex Group. Starting from the ground up, she used her intelligence and tenacity to quickly make a name for herself in the project department. Her professional capabilities and communication skills won numerous crucial projects for the company, soon making her an indispensable part of Harmonex.
As time passed, Charlotte and Isaac worked side by side, transforming Harmonex Group into an industry leader. At work, they were consummate business partners; at home, they were devoted spouses.
Charlotte often reflected on the strange twists of fate that had led her from Elias’s shadow to this genuine
happiness.
“You know,” Charlotte said to Isaac one evening on the terrace of their mansion, swirling a glass of red
wine, “sometimes I think about our days in Tanzania–how simple and pure everything was. Even with
all we have now, I hope we never forget what we learned during that time.”
Isaac gently squeezed her hand. “I won’t forget. That experience showed me what truly matters–not
wealth, not status, but you. It’s always been you.”
Charlotte rested her head on his shoulder, her heart full of happiness and gratitude. She believed their
love could withstand any challenge, that it would never change.
Not long after their marriage, Charlotte’s mother decided to begin a new chapter in her life. She met Professor Holland, a retired university professor, and quickly formed a new family with him, bringing Charlotte a sense of relief. Though they shared no blood relation, Professor Holland cared for her like a
true father, allowing her to heal childhood wounds in ways she hadn’t thought possible.
“I’m so glad Mom found happiness,” Charlotte told Isaac. “She deserves someone who truly loves her. Just like I have you.”
Yet New York’s high society wasn’t always a peaceful harbor. Amanda Jones–Isaac’s mother–displayed obvious hostility toward Charlotte from the beginning, constantly implying she wasn’t worthy of the Wood family’s status.
“You know, darling,” Amanda remarked during their first anniversary dinner, deliberately ignoring Charlotte across the table, “the Grantham family has such a lovely daughter. Excellent breeding, proper manners–the kind of girl who truly belongs with our family.”
Isaac immediately cut her off: “That’s enough, Mother. Charlotte is my wife, and she’ll always be my wife.
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That’s non–negotiable.”
Seeing her husband stand up for her, Charlotte felt a surge of warmth. She believed that together, they
could overcome any obstacle.
In the beginning, everything seemed perfect. Charlotte felt she had finally found her place–with a man who truly appreciated her and a meaningful career. Each night, Isaac would hold her as they fell asleep, whispering his love and their shared dreams for the future.
Time flew by.
Seven years later, cracks began to appear in their relationship. Isaac started traveling frequently, coming home late, increasingly consumed by work. He no longer showed the same concern for her feelings and thoughts. Their conversations grew shorter, filled with work talk and daily trivialities, lacking the depth and intimacy of their early years.
Charlotte told herself this was temporary. He was simply working hard for their future. She believed their love was strong enough to weather this difficult period. She forced herself to ignore the subtle changes–how he no longer called just to hear her voice, no longer brought back small gifts from his trips,
no longer lingered over coffee with her on weekend mornings.
Until the night of their seventh wedding anniversary.
Charlotte slipped her hand into Isaac’s tuxedo pocket and pulled out a sheer red lace thong, still wet with moisture and reeking of a musky, sweet scent.
It wasn’t hers.
Charlotte stared at the underwear in silence for a long moment before wordlessly stuffing it back into his
pocket.
Isaac stepped out of the bathroom with just a white towel hanging low on his hips, his eyes dark with lust as he approached her. “Come here, baby. I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he drawled.
He bent down, his fingers sliding beneath her red silk nightgown, but she grabbed his wrist firmly. “Do you love me?”
Isaac laughed, bringing her fingers to his lips. “Don’t be stupid. I’ll show you exactly how much I love you
tonight.”
She turned her face away, her voice suddenly icy. “I’m on my period.”
Despite his obvious arousal, he backed off. “Get some sleep then.”
Before dawn, her phone pinged with a notification.
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An anonymous email with a video attachment.
The subject line: “Thought you should see this.”
She opened it, and the footage began playing instantly.
Isaac’s husky voice filled the room-“Fuck, you’re so tight. I swear I could die in this pussy.”
In the video, Isaac gripped a woman’s waist brutally, pounding into her with savage intensity against the backdrop of their master bedroom.
Evelyn Grantham, Ansonic Global’s pampered princess, Isaac’s new business partner, and his best
friend’s little sister.
Charlotte watched clip after clip, eyes burning with unshed tears, her fingers nearly cracking her phone
screen.
When she finally looked up, Isaac’s side of the bed was empty.
She rose, throwing on her robe, and walked to the second–floor balcony overlooking the garage.
There sat her white Maserati beneath the amber security lights.
On its hood, Evelyn was spread beneath Isaac, manicured hands braced against the cold metal, head thrown back as she moaned loudly.
Isaac thrust into her relentlessly, his mouth at her ear: “That’s it, take it all like the little slut you are.”
At that moment, Evelyn glanced up at Charlotte on the balcony, her eyes glazed with pleasure yet suddenly sharp with recognition. Her lips curved into a smirk.
“Game over,” her sex–flushed face seemed to say.
Charlotte stood frozen, tears blurring her vision.
She bit down on her lip until she tasted blood.
Her pride, her marriage–everything had been trampled to dust in the dead of night.
She was done with him.
Forever.
She turned back to her room and dialed a number: “Mrs. Jones, I’ll take your one hundred million. I’m done with Isaac. For real.”
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The voice on the other end practically sang with triumph. “Finally got the message, huh? You never were good enough for my son. Just some nobody who got lucky.”
Charlotte’s voice turned glacial: “You’re right. I’m not good enough. The divorce papers will be on your
desk tomorrow morning.”
The next day, Charlotte stood outside the CEO’s office at Harmonex Group, a mixture of pain and determination coursing through her. She would end this painful chapter, just as she had left Elias behind.
She would leave Isaac and begin an entirely new life.
