Chapter 3 I Admit Defeat!

His tone was calm and cold, but the words he said were startling.

"Brother?!" Cloud Russell widened her eyes in disbelief, unable to believe that her beloved brother would actually speak to her like this for this stupid woman. She was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.

Henry Russell ignored her, just leisurely wiping off the caviar from his fingertips with a napkin.

He was serious, and he would do what he said!

Realizing this, Mrs. Russell glanced over and whispered to her daughter, "Zither, listen to your brother."

Cloud Russell really didn't want to fall out with her brother, so she took a deep breath and, reluctantly, turned to Charlotte Cooper, whispering, "Sorry!"

Henry Russell looked up, "Sorry to whom?"

Cloud Russell gritted her teeth, saying, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry!"

Getting the young princess to apologize was a rare feat, this was already her limit, and if pressed further, she might go mad.

Charlotte Cooper smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay, Cloud, sister-in-law forgives you."

With an angry glance, Cloud Russell ate her meal in silence, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window and ignoring everyone else.

Until Charlotte Cooper leisurely sauntered in front of her, Cloud Russell raised her head and glared at her, "Did you come here just to laugh at me?"

"Yes." Charlotte Cooper curled her lips in a smile.

Cloud Russell looked furious as if to say 'I knew it,' and said harshly, "I don't know what kind of spell my brother is under, but I can't believe he actually talked to me like that today!"

"It's just that I'm so beautiful and charming that your brother can't resist. Danger has always come from a beautiful woman." Charlotte Cooper's eyebrows and eyes curved, enchanting.

Cloud Russell snorted coldly, "You are a bewitching beauty. If it weren't for your scheming back then, my brother would never have married you. You should know that at first..."

"Cloud Russell!"

The appearance of Henry Russell caused Cloud Russell to swallow the rest of her words, and her face flushed red with shock and grievance.

Henry Russell just looked at her coldly, unmoved.

The impish child was rebuffed.

"Brother is so mean, Cloud, come to sister-in-law's embrace."

Charlotte Cooper gathered her long hair and pressed Cloud Russell's aggrieved face to her chest with a loving expression, perfectly displaying the demeanor a senior should have.

"Charlotte Cooper, let go of me, you crazy woman."

Violently thrown into a pair of towering ravines, Cloud Russell's face turned red from suffocation, but she couldn't struggle and was forced to feel the 'sister-like-mother's' enthusiastic love.

"Oh, don't be shy."

"Who's shy? You dummy!"

Until their farewell, Cloud Russell still had an arrogant and infuriated look on her face.

Not only was she puzzled by Henry Russell's sudden change, but even Charlotte Cooper herself didn't understand why. However, she firmly believed that the wolf would eventually reveal its tail.

Since the other party wanted to play a game, she would play along until the end...

As the street scenes outside the car window kept retreating, Charlotte Cooper looked at Henry Russell's clean and cold face, her eyes slightly raised.

The car stopped at the foot of the apartment building, Henry Russell opened the door and glanced at the woman who hadn't moved inside the car.

"Oh dear, I think I twisted my ankle, what should I do, Mr. Russell? I'm afraid you'll have to carry me upstairs."

Charlotte Cooper's half-smiling, pretentious tone failed to make Henry Russell frown. He just looked at her indifferently, then bent down and picked up the woman from the car.

The feeling of her feet hanging in the air gave Charlotte Cooper a surreal feeling as if she were in a dream.

Was this really the same Henry Russell who couldn't even be bothered to look at her and found it hard to bear any close contact with her?

Was this not a fake person wearing a shell?

Or was it that... Henry Russell's soul had been swapped?!

Countless strange guesses flashed through Charlotte Cooper's mind. When she came to her senses, she reached out and touched the man's handsome cheek, continuing to provoke him, "Mr. Russell, your face is really captivating, so delicious~"

Henry Russell glanced at her, "Do you like it?"

Charlotte Cooper smiled, "Who wouldn't like it?"

Henry Russell spoke faintly, "As long as you like it, that's good."

Charlotte Cooper: "..." I lost!

He carried her princess-style into the elevator, with no intention of putting her down. Charlotte Cooper, with a smiling face, met the curious and confused faces of several other people in the elevator, her thick skin not falling short at all.

This bizarre sweetness continued all the way to the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Henry Russell carried Charlotte Cooper to the sofa, casually taking off his suit jacket, looking every bit the family cook.

This was a side of Henry Russell that Charlotte Cooper had never seen before.

She raised an eyebrow and casually replied, "Beef brisket noodles will do."

Henry Russell didn't say anything, silently undoing his cufflinks and getting busy in the kitchen.

Defrosting the beef, heating the pan, melting the beef fat...

In a daze, this was the scene in Charlotte Cooper's dream, but she could clearly distinguish between dreams and reality.

As the water in the pot boiled, Henry Russell went to lift the lid, and a pair of clean warm hands slowly wrapped around his waist from behind.

Henry Russell raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Mr. Russell, you're so charming when you cook." Charlotte Cooper pretended to speak softly and sweetly in Henry Russell's ear, exhaling a shallow, warm breath.

"Charlotte Cooper." Henry Russell forcibly pried off her tightly clasped hands from his waist, turned around, and looked at her coldly.

"What's wrong?" Charlotte Cooper curved her lips, anticipating the upcoming storm.

Henry Russell's gaze darkened slightly, and after a moment, he reached out to touch Charlotte Cooper's forehead, whispering, "Hold back, save your energy for tonight."

Charlotte Cooper: "?"

What's going on? Why does it sound like she's some kind of sex maniac?

This was not Henry Russell's usual style.

Charlotte Cooper raised the corner of her eye and slowly said, "Mr. Russell, what do you mean by that? I don't quite understand."

Henry Russell looked down at her.

Charlotte Cooper murmured, "Or rather, I don't quite understand your recent behavior. What kind of existence am I in your eyes?"

"Mine."

"What?" Charlotte Cooper was once again confused by his nonsensical answer.

Henry Russell said coldly, "I said, you are... mine."

"Huh?" Charlotte Cooper covered her forehead and laughed silently, as if she'd just heard the biggest joke of the century, "Do you know what you're saying, Mr. Russell?"

Henry Russell's face was cold, and he said, "I'm very clear and very sober."

But the words that came out were hard to believe.

After a moment of silence, Charlotte Cooper slowly walked in front of him, her beautiful apricot eyes staring at him, and after a long time, she suddenly leaned over, her full, crimson lips gently touching the man's slightly cool lips corner-

"Like this, are you still sober?"