Chapter 140 Being Handsome Is a Sin


    Chapter 140 Being Handsome Is a Sin


    Just as Charlotte was thinking about all this, her cheek was pinched lightly. "What''s up?"


    Charlotte looked up at Nelson a bit gloomily and muttered, "Why are you so handsome?"


    So handsome and wealthy!


    Nelson felt that he was getting old. He couldn''t believe that being handsome had be a sin


    these days.


    He chuckled softly, "What''s wrong? Were those two people upsetting you just now?"


    Charlotte replied, "No. Weren''t you going to take me to have some candy?"


    Nelson could then take Charlotte to a nearby dessert shop to buy a cute sugar figure as a gift for


    her, which might help boost their rtionship. This suggestion came from his inept advisor, Waylon.


    There was a dessert shop on the sixth floor that sold incredibly exquisite and lifelike sugar figures


    for admiration. Even though the reputation of the shop was well-known, the outrageously high


    prices still led to very few customers.


    Charlotte was lucky toe across this shop just when it had released a new collection of sugar


    figures. Each of these exquisite sugar figures took several days or even half a month to be crafted.


    Among the five avable options, Charlotte immediately took a liking to the sugar figure of a


    graceful angel with a charming appearance.


    After paying for it, Nelson held Charlotte''s hand with one hand while carrying the gift bag with the


    other. With a blissful and innocent expression, Charlotte gazed at the sugar figure lovingly,


    completely unaware that the small thing in her hands was worth a six-figure sum starting with ''1''.


    When they went down the elevator, it was already 3 p.m. Charlotte hadn''t taken a nap and felt a bit


    sleepy. Leaning against the car window, she fell asleep. Nelson reached out, pulling her closer and


    cing her on hisp, while saying coldly, "The little one doesn''t seem to enjoy shopping much."


    Waylon pondered for a moment and asked, "Has her attitude towards you improved?"


    Nelson thought for a while. Charlotte had tugged at his sleeve earlier, which should be considered


    an improvement. He nodded, "A little."


    The inept advisor said, "Then it seems to be working. There''s hardly any girl who doesn''t like


    shopping, at least I haven''t seen one yet. I asked several people, and they all said that taking care


    of a youngdy involves taking her to hang out and asionally giving her expensive gifts, which


    would make her happy."


    Nelson felt a little troubled and said, "She only spent seven million dors on shopping today..." He


    paused for a moment and added, "I remember Emerson has a piece of Secondary Deposit Jadeite.


    You can have someone cut it into a bracelet for her."


    Waylon replied, "I''m afraid that won''t work. Mr. yton said that the jade is the best he has seen in


    all his years of doing jewelry business, so he wants to keep it for his future wife."


    Nelson sneered, "Can he find a wife? Spare me the nonsense; have him cut it."


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    Waylon: "..."


    Alright, Nelson was the boss.


    When the car arrived at Oswye Community, Charlotte was still asleep. Nelson carried her out of the


    car. When Cora and Paisley, the maids, saw the situation, they wondered what had happened to


    Charlotte. Nelson exined simply, "She fell asleep."


    Cora: "..."


    Paisley: "..."


    Both maids looked at Nelson''s back as he went upstairs and couldn''t help but wonder. "I never


    thought that Mr. rk would dote on someone like this."


    They had been working in Oswye Community for more than ten years and had known something


    about Nelson. It seemed like he was even easier to get along with than Matthew, but in reality, he


    was the most ruthless and indifferent. It was truly rare to see him pampering a young girl like this.


    "It''s actually a good thing," Cora sighed softly, "Mr. rk has been too lonely all these years. It''s


    good to have someone to apany him."


    Paisley nodded, "Yes."


    ...


    Charlotte didn''t wake up until five p.m. Magnolia was curled up on the floor waiting for her to wake


    up. As she moved, the dog barked twice immediately.


    Charlotte patted its head, yawned, and went to wash her face in the bathroom.


    Nelson was in his study, and Charlotte didn''t disturb him. She tidied up the things she bought today


    and suddenly found a white box in the bag. She was puzzled, "I don''t remember buying this."


    Waylon happened to pass by and said, "This is the phone Mr. rk bought for you. He said your old


    phone kept freezing, and it''s inconvenient to use."


    Charlotte was delighted, "Thank you, Mr. rk!"


    Waylon shook his head and replied, "Mr. rk is not here."


    Charlotte blushed a bit and said, "I''ll thank himter then."


    She sat cross-legged on the carpet and started fiddling with her new phone. After saving all the


    contacts, she added a note for phone expenses in the memo.


    Magnolia came over and nudged her back with its nose, wanting to y frisbee with her. Charlotte


    scooped it up into her arms. Just as she was about to charge her new phone, she heard a


    WhatsApp notification. She opened the app and saw more than twenty messages intermittently


    from Den. It was probably because her old phone was too worn out that she didn''t receive any


    new message notifications.


    Charlotte nced at the messages and found that they were all invitations to y games together.


    Den even sent her an ount with all unlocked game skins. Since Charlotte didn''t have time,


    she replied politely, "Sorry, I have to y with my little dog at home."


    Who would have thought that Den seemed to be glued to his phone all day, bombarding her with


    several messages:


    The Strongest King: Damn it! You finally replied to me!


    The Strongest King: I fucking thought you blocked me!


    The Strongest King: But I guess you wouldn''t dare.


    The Strongest King: ?? Am I less important than a dog?? Am I really less important than a dog??


    Charlotte looked at the rapid-fire usations from Den and then nced at Magnolia in her


    arms, which was looking at her eagerly. She decisively replied, "Nope."


    After that, she left her phone aside and went to y with Magnolia.


    On the other end, looking at Charlotte''s response of "Nope", Den was about to explode with


    anger. "What the heck? Am I inferior to a dog? This is truly unbelievable!"


    Seeing Den''s expression, Sienna asked, "What''s wrong?"


    How could Den possibly tell Sienna about this embarrassing matter? He casually brushed it off


    with a few words and then started typing again.


    The Strongest King: Charlotte, what the hell were you saying?!


    The Strongest King: I will definitely teach you a lesson!


    The Strongest King: If you have the guts, give me your home address! I''ll kick your dog''s ass!


    Unfortunately, when Charlotte saw the messages, it was already after dinner. She was exhausted


    from dealing with an older man who had conned her out of a kiss by sending her a new phone. She


    really didn''t have the energy to deal with Den. Shey down on the bed, falling asleep.


    Charlotte had a bizarre dream.


    In her dream, Vivian, wearing a gorgeous dress, smiled at Charlotte and asked. "Where are my


    crystal shoes?"


    Charlotte was bewildered, "Those were mine..."


    They were bought for her by Nelson!


    But Vivian snatched them away rashly, saying, "Stepmother, I am Cindere. These shoes belong to


    me."


    Charlotte: "..."


    She woke up with a fright.


    Ah, ah, ah, why did she dream of being the wicked stepmother of Cindere?