“Fine.” Charlotte nodded her head and instructed Lupine, “Let him in.”


    “Okay.” Lupine immediately left.


    “Be a good boy and go to my study room first.” After wiping Jamie’s tears away, Charlotte stroked Robbie’s head.


    “I’lle after changing my clothes.”


    “Okay.” The two boys nodded obediently and prepared to head upstairs to the study room.


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    At that moment, they spotted Ellie in the corridor.


    She was sitting in the wheelchair and looking at them silently. Unlike her vulnerable self in the past, she was not


    crying or kicking up a fuss now. Instead, she seemed the calmest out of them all.


    “Ellie!” Rushing over and hugging Ellie, Charlotte asked carefully, “Did you hear what I just said?”


    “Yes.” Ellie nodded. “I want to meet Daddy too.”


    “Lupine is letting him in.”


    Charlotte felt extremely bad. Out of the three children, she was the most worried about Ellie. After the poisoning


    incident, Ellie’s health had deteriorated significantly.


    Although she had be much better after being treated by Dr. Felch, she was not as healthy as before.


    Furthermore, such a prolonged treatment was, in a way, a mental torment for Ellie too.


    While she used to be cheerful and lively in the past, she always had a depressed demeanor now.


    Charlotte was worried that her fight with Zachary might affect the kids, especially Ellie.


    “Go to my study room first. I’ll ask someone to send breakfast over, so you should have breakfast first. I’lle


    over with Daddyter,” coaxed Charlotte.


    “Okay, Mommy.” The kids nodded obediently.


    “Olivia…” Charlotte raised her head and said to Olivia, “Thank you.”


    “You’re wee, Charlotte. Go and change your clothes first. I’ll take care of them.”


    Olivia immediately instructed the maids to prepare breakfast and send it to the study room.


    When Charlotte returned to her room, she asked a subordinate to pass a message to Lupine. “Bring him to me


    first.”


    “Okay.”


    Charlotte had just finished changing her clothes when Lupine arrived with Zachary.


    His usual charisma and domineering demeanor were gone. Instead, he looked exceptionally haggard, with stubble


    all over his chin and his eyes bloodshot. At that moment, he seemed to be drowning in exhaustion.


    For a moment, Charlotte’s heart ached for him. However, her rationality quickly regained control over her.


    She would never forget what the Nacht family had done to her!


    Simrly, she would never forget how he had pointed his gun at her earlier and forced her to release her enemy.


    “Henry’s critically ill. Before he dies, he wishes to see the kids,” said Zachary in a deep and hoarse voice.


    “He’s not dead yet?” Charlotte sat on the sofa with her legs crossed. A cold smirk yed on her lips. “It’s a wonder


    that he can live till ny-eight years old aftermitting so many sins!”


    “I know that you hate him, but there’s no need to say that about a dying man, right?” Zachary frowned.


    “What right do you have to tell me that?” Fury surged within Charlotte. “If the kids haven’t begged me, I won’t even


    want to see you!”


    “I know.” Zachary nodded helplessly. “It’s too melodramatic to keep apologizing. Just take it as me pleading with


    you. Please, let me bring the kids back to see Henry for onest time.”


    “No.” Charlotte refused directly.


    “Although Henry hasmitted a lot of mistakes, he paid the price for his actions.” Zachary started to panic. “By


    killing Zara himself, he has shown his deep regret. It’s also a way of redeeming himself from his guilt toward you.”


    “Redeeming himself?” Charlotte scoffed, “You’re describing it as if he has done some charity work. Didn’t he kill


    Zara himself because he didn’t want her to die in my hands?”


    “The police has already arrived by then. If you shoot her, you’d definitely be taken away by the police and


    prosecuted!” exined Zachary with a frown. “No matter how powerful the Lindberg Corporation is, you still have


    to obey the nation’sws.”


    “Even if I have to go to prison, I’d still want to kill that wicked b*tch myself!” yelled Charlotte agitatedly. “Since that


    damned old man killed her himself, I can’t even experience the satisfaction of finally taking revenge! What kind of


    redemption is that?”


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