A Suspect

"You— "

Before Charlotte could say anything, Mrs. Brooke already rose from her seat. She gently put the magazines on the table.

"We will take our leave. Thank you so much for seeing us." She then turned towards Charlotte. "Let's not create a scene here. Let's go." Her words had a hint of warning. For some reason, she could feel that Lily was intentionally provoking them.

Mrs.Brooke hated playing games and she was also the type of person who hated being played with. However, who was Charlotte Swanson? Obviously, Mrs. Brooke's words did not go through the woman's thick skull.

"You bitch!" Charlotte hissed. "If you want to leave then leave! This woman just insulted my daughter! Do you think I will let this pass?"

"Insulted?" Lily smiled. "I was helping her find her next man. Am I not being friendly enough? Would you like me to contact each of the men and introduce her to them too?"

"How dare you!?"