Chapter 152 She Can’t Escape

• Cynthia could hear her own fear and guilt in her voice as she spoke. Her eyes were fixed on the door that was opening, and she clenched her fists tight without realizing what she was doing. Please don’t let it be James… Please don’t let it be James… Cynthia prayed to herself.
• When she finally saw who the visitor was, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief. “Is anything the matter, Charles?”
• Charles walked in with a thick file in his arms. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he eyed Cynthia with a puzzled look on his face. What’s up with all the sudden changes in her expression? “Young Master James asked for you to go up,” Charles uttered in a slow pace.