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Summer was relieved by his quirk agreement. “Thanks, Lappreciate it,”
Rex: “No problem at all. I’ll let Liam krune right away”
He immediately called Elam to relay Summer’s request,
Liam ready agreed on the other end of the line,
After hanging up. Liam went to the study. “Sir, Miss White’s friend ran into Rex in the elevator. She mentioned that Miss Whitmore will be alone tonight and asked if we could look after her.”
Zarek looked up from his computer screen.
Silver rimmed glasses rested on his elegant nose as his striking eyes showed a hint of skepticm. “She’s asking three men to look after an injured woman at night?”
“Ah well-
When framed that way, Liam felt suddenly confused. He and Rex hadn’t thought about it like that. “What would you suggest, sir?”
“Check with her first. See what she wants.”
“Of course.”
Lam nodded.
He called Charlotte while Zarek listened. “Miss Whitmore, your friend asked us to check on you tonight. Mr. Weasley wanted me to ask how you feel about that.”
Charlotte had been dozing in her lounge chair.
Liam’s call jolted her fully awake.
Summer, you traitor!
“How I feel about it?” she asked cautiously
“Yes. Considering we’re all men, Mr. Weasley was concerned you might be uncomfortable. He wanted me to ask your preference.”
Put like that, how could the possibly say she was unconfortable?
Charlotte tried to sound politely modest. “I don’t mind, but wouldn’t that be imposing on all of you?”
Liam: “Not at all! It’s no trouble whatsoever. I’ve made steak and bone broth, and I can bring some over later.”
“But that’s for Mr. Weasley, I shouldn’t have his food.
“Then he can come down too, and you can share it.”
Charlotte was thoroughly alarmed. “No, no, no! Please don’t! Actually, I’ve already ordered takeout!”
At the mention of takeout, Liam became concerned. “You can’t eat takeout in your condition! You need proper matrition to recover. I’ll come down and bring you upstairs. You can have dinner with Mr. Weasley, and I’ll make some additional dishes.”
“No, really!!”
“It’s settled then”
Liam hung up.
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Charlotte was smord into silence,
In the study
Zarek looked at Liam’s beaming free and sighed. “You’re getting bouter with z
Liam: “Takeout can’t compare to my cooking, and Rex told me Miss Whitmore was injured while working, or a dedicated young woman–mely po wouldn’t let her eat takeout alone
Zarek didn’t answer whether he would or wouldn’t.
Tl go down and bring Miss Whitmore up now.”
Liam turned to leave.
Trom behind him came Zarck’s casual question: “Aren’t you cooking? Don’t you need to watch the stone?”
His tone was nonchalant as he remmed his glasses and placed them on the desk.
Liam turned back, looking confused for a moment before dramatically smacking his forehead, “Oh my, how forgetful of me! The broth does need constant attention. I suppose you have to go down instead, sir.”
Zarek rose with resigned acceptance. “I guess there’s no other choice.”
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Charlotte had given Liam her elevator access code.
planned to beg him to let her off the hook when he arrived… but instead, Zarek appeared at her door wearing casual beige loungewear.
She p
In an instant, all her mental preparations evaporated.
“Mr. Weasley? I wasn’t expecting you…..
She struggled to maintain a smile while her fingers nearly poked a hole in the cushion she was gripping
Zarek casually surveyed her living room, his voice cool “The broth is simmering. Liam needed to watch it.“”
Charlotte“…”
So he sent you instead??
Zarek returned his gaze to her. “Ready to go?”
Charlotte felt small under his towering presence. The word “no” formed in her mind for several seconds, but what came out was, “Yes.”
Zarek approached, bent down, and lifted her in his arms before placing her in the wheelchair.
Charlotte froze completely.
The entire process took less than a minute, but his breath, has body heat, his scent–everything hit her at once.
Her heart raced.
Her breathing slowed.
Her brain short circuited.
Zarek felt how rigid her body had become. As he started to straighten up, he paused and asked
with concern. “Did I hurt you?”
Itis voice was low and gentle
Utterly disarming.
Already in a strange, disoriented state, Charlotte heard these ambiguous words and felt like every pure in her body had exploded, releasing malten Java. Only when she realized what he was actually asking did she weakly respond, “No.”
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“Good to hear ”
Zarek straightened up, pushed her wheelchair nude, and they entered the elevator.
Charlone found herself imvoluntarily turning her head in glance at his legs, the embarrassing memory flooding back,
Worse, when she looked up, she found Zarek looking down at her with a knowing expression
Help!
Somente help met
Just as she was about to suffocate from embarrassment, they finally reached the penthouse
Charlotte’s palms were sweating
Zarek pushed her into his house.
The penthouse was spacious with stunning views, decorated in sophisticated cool tones with minimalist design–perfectly matching his personality.
Instead of taking her to the dining room, he first brought her to his study. “Dinner isn’t ready yet. Rather than sitting around. something together?”
why don’t we do
Together? Do something?
Do
what exactly?
When he closed the study door, Charlotte gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, her mind spinning wildly with inappropriate scenarios.
Zarek, oblivious to her internal panac, pushed her toward his desk
Charlotte’s eyes widened as she stared at the black office desk. Was he expecting her to sit on it..?
“No! I need to leave!
She turned the wheelchair, attempting to escape.
So much for being a gentleman who avoided women–it was all an act!
-Why are y
you running away?
Zarek reached out to stop the wheelchair, turning it to face him. “Why
Charlotte thought indignantly: If I don’t run, become a victim of workplace harassment!
“I can’t do this. You–you should find someone else.”
“Rex is out
So she was just Rex’s substitute.
Charlotte didn’t know whether to be more shocked by his apparent bisexuality or offended that ex apparently outranked her in desirability
Seeing her face filled with poorly concealed resistance and suppressed anger, Zarek reached for a stack of file folders and placed them in front of her “Miss Whitmore, is it really that difficult to do some work with me?”
Charlotte stared at the folders.
“So we’re just… Working together.” she nambled, mortified beyond belief.
Zarek’s sharp bearing caught her muttering.
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