Charlotte's POV
"Miss Divenson, don't you have any plans to let your visitor come inside?" the Butler said, and I shook my head.
I admit I am hurting too, but I couldn't forgive Jack for what he had done to me.
"Nope, and don't ever let him get past the main gate. He can't get inside, and anyone who would let him in would be fired." I responded, and the older man just nodded his head.
"But he kept coming back every day begging the guards to come in and stayed there for more than how many hours." He replied after a long silence.
"It is not our problem anymore. That is his choice, and I will never speak with him." I responded.
"But it seemed to me he is a good man." The Butler insisted, and I laughed.
"For your information, Mr. Reynolds, that man out there is a liar, and I don't want anything to do with him; I wish him to disappear forever," I declared in a loud voice.
