Chapter 591


    Chapter 591 Like a Prey Surrounded by a Pack of Wolves


    “Looks like your previous experience wasn’t enough to teach you a lesson,” remarked Joe in a subdued


    tone.


    Sandra’s face stiffened, and her forehead seemed to throb with a dull pain.


    She swirled the wine in her ss and lowered her gaze, saying, “There’s no need for such hostility


    between us. Perhaps


    we can find a way to cooperate and both benefit.”


    “With you?” Joe scoffed, bypassing her and moving to leave.


    But Sandra suddenly lowered her voice, “Charlotte is Congreve’s daughter, right?”


    Joe halted in his tracks.


    Sandra walked up to him, her tone genuinely sincere, “As a coteral member, her appearance means


    we’repletely


    sidelined. Who can tolerate that? I admit, I did try to go after her before. If she fell from grace, the


    Faulkner Family


    wouldn’t ept her as an heir with a tarnished reputation, even if she’s Congreve’s biological


    daughter.”


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    Her gaze roamed over Joe’s form, regretfully continuing, “But your presence made me realize the


    impossibility of that


    approach.”


    She reached out to touch his shoulder, but Joe evaded her touch.


    Sandra smiled faintly, “Since I can’t be your enemy, perhaps I can be your friend?”


    “Do you think she and Ick friends?” Joe retorted sarcastically. “By now, if you return to Albania, you


    might still be able to


    hold onto everything you have.”


    Sandra’s face paled.


    “Do you know how many people in the Faulkner Family are keeping a close eye on Charlotte? I’m the


    first, and I won’t be


    thest,” Sandra persisted. “Since we’re destined to face this, why not find someone who can help


    you?”


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    Joe interrupted her with an indifferent tone, “Do you think your subpar methods are enough?”


    Sandra clenched her ss tightly and took a deep breath, “Are you sure you want Charlotte to have


    one more enemy


    instead of a friend? Even in the face of a massive organization like the Faulkner Family?”


    Joe remained silent, his lips pressed together.


    Seeing his reaction, Sandra quickly took a ss of wine from a passing waiter and ced it in Joe’s


    hand, “I can


    cooperate with you as long as you provide the corresponding rewards. Mutual benefits, it’s a win-win


    situation for you.”


    Joe looked at the wine in his hand but didn’t speak.


    Sandra nced around and called over a waiter in the corner, “Bring a new bottle of red wine and two


    wine sses.”


    She turned to Joe, “Shall we go over there?”


    She pointed to a small round table near the dessert table, quiet yet still within the sight of others.


    Joe nodded in agreement.


    The waiter quickly brought an unopened bottle of red wine, opened it in front of Joe, and poured it into


    the sses.


    Sandra raised her ss, “As a gesture of goodwill, I can tell you that there are a total of five branches


    in the Faulkner


    Family. Except for the three branches that have never been involved in power struggles, each branch


    knows about


    Charlotte’s existence. I… I’m just the one they threw out as a test.”


    Presently, Charlotte was like prey surrounded by a pack of wolves. Once someone sessfully bit her,


    countless hungry


    wolves would swarm in and tear her to pieces.


    “What about Huxley?” Joe took a big sip of red wine, his voice low.


    Seeing him swallow the wine, Sandra’s smile brightened a few degrees. “Huxley… he’s been


    constantly hindered by the


    coteral branches all these years, just a name without much substance. Two months ago, he had a


    big fight with the third


    uncle from the coteral branch, and since then, he’s disappeared without a trace. Who knows where


    he’s gone? I would


    say the one who resents Charlotte the most is probably Huxley.”


    Sandra emptied her ss of wine and soon had a flush on her face.