Chapter 569
Chapter 569 Being “Forced” to Participate in It
Initially, Charlotte hadn’t intended to get involved with the Faulkner Family. Her n was simply toy
her parents to rest
together, providing them some sce.
But now, she realized that she was wrong.
Ever since the moment Sonsini uncovered her background, she had been unavoidably entangled in the
complexities of
the Faulkner Family. Even if she had no intention of vying for the so-called Faulkner Family’s
inheritance, those from the
coteral branches wouldn’t believe it and were resolute in seeing her as a thorn in their side.
Given this situation, she could only be “forced” to participate.
After handing over all the evidence Milne had uncovered to the authorities, Charlotte pushed the matter
to the back of her
mind.
ording to the requirements of the Wolkin Prizepetition, all participants who advanced to the
finals were obligated
to resubmit a new work for additional scoring. Charlotte suddenly thought of the scene she had
witnessed firsthand –
Linda’s fall at the Resort Hotel. Intending to use it as inspiration, she contemted designing a building
with a theme
centered around falling.
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Charlotte pondered for a moment and decided to revisit the Resort Hotel site.
However, as soon as she arrived, she noticed several construction workers busy shuttling back and
forth, moving
materials.
She stopped one of them and inquired, “Didn’t the hotel here copse? What are you all doing?”
The worker gave her a puzzled nce and exined, “This piece ofnd has been sold. They seem to
be nning to
build some club or something.”
A club built here?
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Charlotte’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. Who would choose to construct a club in such a deste area?
Since the site had already been disturbed, Charlotte had no intention of lingering any further. She got
into the car and
prepared to leave.
Just as her vehicle was departing, a red Ferrari supercar passed by her closely. A beautiful woman in a
red dress made
eye contact with Charlotte. The woman raised an eyebrow at her and then shed a bold smile.
Although it was a smile, Charlotte inexplicably sensed a hint of hostility from the other person. When
she looked back
again, the other car had vanishedpletely.
Thinking it might have been her imagination, Charlotte didn’t dwell on it.
Back at the vi, Charlotte plunged into her study and began sketching blueprints. She was so
engrossed that she didn’t
notice Joe silently entering the room.
It wasn’t until Joe approached her that she snapped out of her focus.
Seeing the rough outline of the blueprint on the table, even if Joe wasn’t versed in architecture, he
couldn’t help but
exim, “It’s beautiful.”
He examined it carefully and was somewhat surprised. “This seems different from your previous style.”
Now, it was Charlotte’s turn to be astonished. She looked at Joe in amazement. “You know my style?”
Joe lowered his gaze to her and suddenly reached to pinch her cheek.
“What are you doing?” Charlotte eximed in shock, covering her face. She could hardly believe that
Joe would make
such a gesture.
Joe nced at his own fingers.
Just before he had entered, he happened to see Anna pinching Ben’s cheek. Now, faced with Charlotte
earnestly asking
him this question, he impulsively extended his hand.
Well, it had a nice feel to it.
Seeing that he didn’t speak for a long time, Charlotte waved her hand in front of his eyes. Joe took the
opportunity to pull
her up and put her on the desk.
“Have you forgotten? In the beginning, you publicly acknowledged your identity as Moontide. To
understand better what
you’ve been up to these years, I went through every piece of your work I could find.”
Joe held Charlotte around the waist, his eyes as profound as a vast gxy, gazing deeply into her
eyes, causing her heart
to tremble.
Moontide didn’t rise to fame overnight; she had created many works that went unnoticed. It wasn’t until
she gradually
formed her own style that she began to emerge.
Let alone reading them; it would be not easy just to locate them all