Chapter 212 Are You Trying to Steal Nathan Away

• Charlotte let out a contemptuous laugh. Her stunning, radiant face curved with a faint smile, like thaw on a snowcapped peak—cold, pure, untouchable. She met those predatory stares head-on, presence roaring to life as she said, crisp and sure, “Why wouldn’t I dare?”
• “Is there some rule at this birthday party that says I can’t gift a house?”
• Quintus’s blood pressure shot through the roof. His stern, square face twisted with fury as he snarled, completely losing his usual cool, “You did this on purpose, didn’t you? You’re picking on your Lettie!”