Chapter 604 Rubbing Salt Into Her Wounds

• Charlotte lifted the covers and stepped into her slippers as she made her way downstairs to investigate the commotion.
• As soon as she pushed open the door, she was greeted by the sight of the bodyguards carrying a sofa upstairs. The living room was bustling with activity—some maids were putting up festive decorations, others were cleaning, and some were hanging ribbons and photos.
• As Charlotte saw this, her face turned pale, and any lingering traces of sleepiness vanished instantly.