Chapter 292 A Bad Hunch

Zachary’s voice rang out beside Charlotte’s ear when she was staring absentmindedly at the ashes in the metal bucket. A blank smile stretched across her lips as she said, “Nope. Even if you hadn’t burned these photos for me, I would eventually burn them myself...” Perhaps she suddenly had a guilty conscience or other reasons which only she herself knew, so she gilded the lily and added, “Hehe, I’m not lying to you. I’m saying it from the bottom of my— Argh!” The second half of her sentence was cut short by her own scream when Zachary wrapped his arm around her tiny waist like an iron vice and pulled her into his embrace, pressing her soft and petite body against his iron plate-like chest. When his cold and seductive breath enveloped her whole, her brain went blank. “Remember this, Charlotte Simmons, from today onward, no matter what happens, never talk about the prenup. As to whether I want to drive you out of my house, I prohibit you from mentioning it if I didn’t mention it.”