Chapter 4 You Really Are Something If they went in circles, she would really be late for the client.
It seemed she couldnt refuse Thomas after all.
But Charlotte couldnt figure out what Thomas was truly up to.
Where do you live? Ill take you there, Thomas said, a man in control of the situation.
Charlotte, holding the kissing gouramis, thought for a moment.
Then Ill trouble you again, Mr.
Tom.
I live at Hinton Residence.
She had lived there even before marrying Thomas.
Now, it was just a matter of going home.
Thomas responded with a quiet okay.
Soon, they were back in the car, heading toward Hinton Residence.
Thomas was the one to initiate the conversation.
So, youre just coming back to pick up the fish? Yeah.
Charlotte nodded.
Ive had it for three years.
Ive grown attached.
Thomas thin lips moved, about to ask something more, but then he remembered his current position.
The words died on his tongue.
The rest of the journey passed in silence.
Thomas wasnt one for small talk, and for Charlotte, Thomas was just a stranger.
She had no intention of engaging further.
… Thirty minutes later, the car pulled up to the side of the road.
Mr.

Tom, you can stop here.
The rain has lightened, and its just a few steps to the entrance.
The car would have a hard time turning around inside, Charlotte spoke up.
Thomas glanced over.
It was true.
If the car went in, it would be difficult to get out.
He didnt insist.
Thomas thought Charlotte would just get out of the car, but instead, Charlotte took out her phone.
Mr.
Tom, do you have WhatsApp? Thomas squinted at her.
It was an instinct.
He sensed that, despite Charlottes words, she wasnt as magnanimous about their divorce as she seemed.
In reality, she was swiftly seeking someone else to move on with, just after their separation.
I do, Thomas replied without confronting her.
Then add my contact on WhatsApp.
Charlotte handed Thomas her QR code for WhatsApp.
Thomas scanned it and added Charlotte.
Charlotte quickly accepted.
Then, she grabbed her fish and got out of the car, waving goodbye to Thomas.
Thomas was bewildered.
Before he could process what had just happened, Charlotte had already turned and was walking toward the old apartment.
Thomas furrowed his brow.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
It was a notification.
He opened it to check.

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It was a PayPal transfer via phone number notification from Charlotte.
Exactly one hundred dollars.
The fare from the law firm to Eldridge Residence, and then from Eldridge Residence to Hinton Residence, was paid at the private car rate.
Charlotte texted, Heres the fare.
Thank you, Mr.
Tom.
Thomas was speechless.
In the end, Thomas just laughed in frustration.
So, does she really see me as just a driver? His long fingers slid across the screen, and, without meaning to, he accidentally clicked the transfer.
There was no chance for an explanation.
Quick to react, Thomas immediately typed a message.
No need.
It was just a small favor.
But when he sent the message and tried to return the money, he discovered that Charlotte had blocked him.
Thomas was stunned.
It was well known in Stroudston how many people would kill for Thomas personal contact number.
But Charlotte had gotten it, and all she did was send him fare money and then block him.
Her action was clean and swift.
Thomas continued to play with his phone, his gaze deepening.
Charlotte, you really are something.
… But soon, Thomas was distracted by an earring on the passenger seat.
It was old-fashioned and didnt look very valuable.
He reached out and hooked the earring closer.
Thomas recognized these earrings.

Charlotte wore them everywhere.
He had seen Charlotte wearing them several times, even in dimly lit places.
To cherish something so much, it had to hold some significance.
Thomas suddenly smiled.
If Charlotte could block him, he could just as easily wait for her to come back and find him again.
With that thought in mind, Thomas, calm and unhurried, put the earring away and drove straight back to the office.
When he arrived at the office, Thomas called Avery.
Put the divorce paperwork on hold for now.
… One month later… Charlotte was hunched over her desk, sketching.
This design had been sent back countless times.
It had caused the whole team to panic and complain.
Clients always had a way of asking tricky, unexpected questions that left you caught off guard.
Charlotte was no exception.
She never imagined she would be tangled with Zimmerman Group in this way.
This was a new development by a real estate subsidiary of Zimmerman Group.
Charlottes company was one of the top in the architecture field.
And no one had expected that someone with a baby face, who looked barely of legal age, like Charlotte, would be a well-known architect in the industry.
Because of her appearance, Charlotte never took the lead in facing clients.
Clients wouldnt trust someone with a baby face.
So Charlotte always acted as an assistant beside her boss, carefully noting down the clients requests.
But Zimmerman Group was absolutely the client Charlotte hated the most, hands down.
Yet, their prices were the best in the industry.
Ah! Charlotte let out a frustrated scream.
A colleague nearby offered some comfort, Charlotte, youll definitely get it right this time.