Charles Harrington smiled enigmatically, his eyes deep and inscrutable.
Anna Jadwin frowned, wondering why an adopted son had already gained everything? Charles Harrington played with women everywhere, and he even required Michelle Harrington to come forward to clear his name, making it seem like he truly had no fears.
The inner workings of The Harringtons were indeed beyond the understanding of outsiders like her and Wayne Bailey.
Anna Jadwin turned her face, her profound gaze fixed on Wayne Bailey.
See, lifting a rock only to drop it on your own foot.
These little maneuvers were useless to others and instantly erected an enemy.
"So, Mr. Harrington, you wouldn't be pursuing me just to take revenge, would you?" Anna Jadwin asked, letting out a sigh of relief.
Charles Harrington smiled deeply, without responding.
If that's what she believed, and it caused her to let down her guard, he didn't mind.
