Chapter 470 Sleazy Arnold Begs For Mercy

Charlotte heaved a long sigh of relief. She felt a warm current in her heart. ‘Zachary!’ Even though he still held some form of misunderstanding against her and believed her to be a scheming b*tch, he still came to her rescue when she was in trouble, like a knight in shining armor. She too instantly felt incomparably secure from the moment she laid eyes on him, as usual. She felt as if nothing and no one could hurt her again. Zachary finally released his grip around Arnold’s neck when his eyes became completely bloodshot, reddened all over, and resembled a corpse. “Ugh… Ugh…” Before Arnold could catch his breath, he fell on his knees in front of Zachary. “I’m sorry, Mr. Connor. If I had known that you were acquainted with this little chick, I would never have touched her, even if I had swallowed ten bottles of liquid courage. Spare me, Mr. Connor! Mercy!” Arnold was close to bowing and scraping before Zachary. ‘Mr. Connor? Could it be? Is he the devil of Rothesay? Mr. Connor?