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Take Me As I Am

Charlos is the handsome and successful CEO of Golden Group. He is successful in his career, but his love has betrayed him. His ex-girlfriend decides to marry someone else. It left him with a big void in his heart and broken into pieces by her acts. In his sadness, he has an affair with a saxophone player named Reva. Charlos falls in love with Reva, but no one agrees with their relationship. Until one day, Charlos met Rissa. Fate brings them together inside the church. Rissa is a beautiful woman with a good voice and heart. Rissa accidentally finds out about Charlos’ relationship with Reva. She is really supporting their relationship regardless of the real identity of Reva. Over time, Charlos and Rissa grow closer and love bound between them. However, Reva finds out about it. Reva cannot accept his love for Rissa and want to take back Charlos. Can Reva succeed in taking Charlos back? Who is the real one that Charlos loves? Can Rissa accept Charlos as he is with all the advantages and disadvantages he has? Find the answer here! You can follow my IG: santi_sunz9 21+ WARNING !! ONLY ON WEBNOVEL!! This story contains a lot of mature content. Readers under the age of 21, please refrain from reading it.

Santi_Sunz · Urban
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267 Chs

123. Charlos's Mother

The woman glanced around briefly. Rissa gasped when the woman stared at Charlos's dressing room. Rissa backed away while holding her breath, trying her best not to get caught. There was the sound of footsteps getting closer.

Rissa turned to the side and saw a gap behind the wardrobe. Immediately, she went in there and hid under Charlos's shirt.

The woman entered the dressing room. She looked around for a moment, then chuckled.

"What's this?" The woman took the H&M bag, then threw it in the trash near the entrance. "Charlos, Charlos. He's really reckless," said the woman.

She turned off the light and left, closing the wardrobe door slowly.

It's dark. Rissa's heart was pounding until it was about to explode. Her breath was tight. Rissa counted to twenty, wishing the woman was out of there. She stood up and walked out of Charlos's dressing room.